"I'm sorry, it was my fault- I mishandled it!" Si Nuanqian apologized anxiously, bowing deeply.
She let the oil overheat; the meal caught fire as soon as it was put in.
Tang Jin, seeing Bai Bing's frosty demeanor, felt indignant, "Why are you so hostile? We're just trying to make everyone a tasty meal."
"I'd rather have fast food than burn my house down," Bai Bing replied coldly.
Despite her preference for fresh meals, she could tell these two weren't cut out for cooking.
"Clean up that mess immediately. Tomorrow morning, I'll have a helicopter take you to Athens," Bai Bing glanced at the kitchen, her gaze falling on Tang Jin's face.
Every time she looked at Tang Jin, she would remember the two times he had acted improperly towards her.
If it weren't for the fact that he was Xia Yiwan's relative, she would have gladly thrown him into the sea.
