She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Song Zhaozhao heave a long sigh and said seriously, "Jiang Tan, with your situation, even if you reach the top, Zhou Yinghuai has fallen into your hands."
Jiang Tan didn't respond, but deep down she felt an indescribable amusement.
What a turn of events.
Isn't that what they all say, 'what a turn of events'?
When Jiang Tan left Song Zhaozhao's place, the latter walked her downstairs, still teasing her with a laugh, "Tantan, don't forget to let me know how Zhou Yinghuai's cooking skills are."
Jiang Tan laughed it off and said something noncommittal.
Zhou Yinghuai was a good cook, or rather, he was good at everything he did.
As for his cooking skills, Jiang Tan was one of the few in the world who already knew that Zhou Yinghuai was a great cook.
He had once cooked a meal to cheer her up on her birthday.
But today was neither a holiday nor the New Year.
