At the dinner table, there were also lots of dishes she loved.
As a result, after eating one meal, Hai Xiaotang was looking forward to the next.
Dinner was finally served, but, lo and behold, Dongfang Yu also showed up.
Even Hai Zhiyuan was surprised to see him show up again.
"Grandfather, I came to check if the dishes Chef Jin made suit your palate," he said, making up a rather lame excuse.
Hai Zhiyuan beamed, "They suit it perfectly. Not only do I enjoy them, but Xiaotang does as well."
Hai Xiaotang felt awkward and embarrassed for no apparent reason.
It was unnecessary for Grandfather to mention her.
Dongfang Yu chuckled: "Indeed, his cooking is delicious. Our entire family loves it."
"Ayu, have you eaten yet? If not, let's eat together," the old man promptly invited him. After all, the least he could do was show some courtesy after snatching away such a good cook.
