Online uproar bubbled away, but Qiao Xinran and Qin Yuji were completely unaware.
It was lunchtime, and Qin Yuji had stewed a pot of radish and beef brisket soup, stir-fried two dishes, and steamed some rice.
Qiao Xinran cheered as she brought the dishes to the table, inhaling the delicious aroma and feeling her mouth water.
These days, she was too lazy to go out, and her cooking skills...
Well, if boiling noodles until they're cooked and then filling up on them counts as cooking.
"Yuji, I really hate that I'm not a man, or else, with the determination I used to conquer Mo Yichen, if I conquered you, how happy would I be now," she said.
Not only beautiful and of great character, but also a master of cooking, Qin Yuji, who could grace a hall and the kitchen, was truly a rare gem among people.
Qiao Xinran loudly praised, and handed her chopsticks to Qin Yuji.
"Forget it, it's better for us to remain friends."
