In the end, Shen Yanqing was the head chef.
Nan Ge hid at the side and became his little disciple who handed him things.
Shen Yanqing cooked deftly and was indeed much better than Nan Ge.
Looking at the dishes on the table, Nan Ge suddenly doubted her life. "You actually know how to cook so many dishes?"
"When I was studying overseas, I cooked more myself."
Shen Yanqing came out of the kitchen and brought the last dish to the table. Then, he said, "But it's just casual cooking. It definitely won't taste as good as outside."
"Try it first."
"Okay," Nan Ge agreed. She took the chopsticks from him and tasted the dish in front of her.
The dishes on the table today were light because Shen Yanqing did not eat spicy food. Nan Ge did not buy chili when she bought groceries.
Under Shen Yanqing's expectant gaze, Nan Ge's eyes lit up. She gave him a thumbs up generously. "Not bad!"
The man opposite her heaved a sigh of relief.
