She didn't trust this man's cooking skills at all. If he expected her to cook when she emerged from the room, would that not be even more bitter?
Zheng Haoyu gave a wry smile, swept up the pieces from the floor, tossed them into the trash, and then turned into the bathroom.
When Su Nian stepped out of the room again, Zheng Haoyu had already set the table with food, causing Su Nian to drop her jaw in surprise.
Although she had prepared herself to eat Zheng Haoyu's botched dishes, the actuality greatly exceeded her expectations.
The red-braised pork on the table was a bright red in color and smothered in a rich sauce. It didn't look like something a first-time cook would make.
Pointing to the dishes on the table, she looked at Zheng Haoyu in disbelief, and took a moment to find her voice, "Did you make this?"
Zheng Haoyu raised his eyebrows, smiled, and nodded, "Mhm, I made it. Try it and see if it tastes good."
