"This is what you'd call, 'proud to the point of pain'."
Shortly after, Song Lan's voice could be heard from the kitchen.
Alongside it, the sweet scent of fruit wafted through the air. Lu Xiang closed her eyes, taking a careful sniff.
Indeed, this was how food should smell. She simply couldn't comprehend why Gao Yuan had maintained such a confident expression at the dinner.
Instead of saying she was angry, it would be more appropriate to say she was rather pitiful towards him.
If food of that level was what she had to eat every day, she would rather use nutritional injections.
Lu Xiang sat comfortably at the table, admitting that her taste buds had been spoiled by Song Lan.
"If it's salty, just drink water. It's amazing how you managed to restrain yourself till you got out of the building."
