After buying a pile of ingredients, Chu Liangxia left everything to Feng Ziheng to handle. Once she had agreed with Feng Ziheng about the "let's go eat" matter, she then ran off to the study to read the script Feng Ziheng had prepared for her.
After all, Feng Ziheng had just started in the industry, so Liangxia didn't have high hopes for the quality of the script. However, after flipping through the script, she suddenly felt a bit guilty—doubting her own husband was truly uncalled for.
All three scripts were fascinating.
One could say, compared to Jing Tianchen's taste, they weren't far off at all.
One was a historical martial-arts story, another a fantasy love story, and the last a modern fantasy.
Chu Liangxia skimmed through the storylines and casually picked up the historical martial-arts one, reading it with earnest.
It was only when Feng Ziheng had finished cooking and came to call her did she reluctantly put the script down.
