There weren't many people in the room, so even when Liang Shiyou whispered, everyone heard him.
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, finally understanding why this guy was so confident earlier—it seemed that all the dishes on the table were made by him!
However…
Upon further thought, Lin Yuan suddenly looked up at Xia Zheng. The guy had been acting so strangely just now, could it be that he knew something?
"Hey, what did Master Liang say? These dishes were made by someone else? Who were they?"
Xia Zheng's lips curved into a wicked smile, making his already handsome face even more enchanting. However, in Liang Shiyou's eyes, that smile sent a shiver down his spine.
"No, no, I made these, I made all of them!" If Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan found out that he had coerced others into making these dishes, wouldn't they kick him out on the spot?
Liang Shiyou stretched his neck, determined not to admit that he had someone else do the work.
"Ah? So it really was you who made them, Master Liang!"
