"Really?" Ming Ge asked.
Shen Bijun said, "Yes! Even though I've made up my mind never to enter the kitchen again, using the excuse that the food tasted bad always hurt my pride. So, I told my husband that a woman's beauty is inversely related to her cooking skills."
As she said this, the classical beauty smiled, her girlish charm radiating, "After all, he has only tasted dishes from chefs. Aside from me, he hasn't eaten meals personally cooked by any other woman, so he just went along with whatever I said."
Upon hearing this, Ming Ge felt a slight twinge in her heart.
However, before she could fully grasp what was on her mind, Shen Bijun interrupted her, saying, "Miss, I'm sorry..."
"Hmm?" Ming Ge didn't quite understand why Shen Bijun suddenly felt the need to apologize.
Seeing her silent and thoughtful demeanor, Shen Bijun thought Ming Ge was upset by something she said earlier and moderated her tone, "I didn't mean to make that comment on purpose."
