Mrs. Cheng was watching from the sidelines, seeing Xia Yunsheng being adored like a queen, she was so furious, she wished she could peel her skin off just by staring at her.
Xia Yunsheng, feeling Mrs. Cheng's cannibalistic gaze, deliberately said to Cheng Yanzhi, "I want to eat what you make."
"Alright." Cheng Yanzhi happily obliged.
Xia Yunsheng ordered a lot of dishes. Six or seven, enough to keep him busy for half a day. Cheng Yanzhi gently covered her knees with a blanket, "Then wait for me here."
The dining room was connected to the kitchen, so she could talk from here, and he could still hear.
Xia Yunsheng agreed: "Ok."
Mrs. Cheng sneaked into the kitchen, saw Cheng Yanzhi busy at work. She never knew her son could be so proficient in the kitchen, "Son, let me do it! You're a commander, how can you do these things? Your father never stepped foot in the kitchen."
"No need. Sheng doesn't want to eat what you make!"
