Wen Zhi looked at the milky soup in front of her, took a spoonful, and upon tasting its rich flavor, couldn't help but take two more sips.
"This is really delicious," she praised He Hanjin without reservation, even giving him a thumbs-up, "Otherwise, you should quit being the President of He Corporation and open a small restaurant, your cooking skills are definitely on par with a head chef!"
Seeing how much Wen Zhi loved the soup, a doting smile appeared on He Hanjin's face, "If you love it that much, you should drink more."
However, before He Hanjin could finish speaking, Wen Zhi put her spoon down.
This momentarily left him somewhat puzzled about what was going on.
Wen Zhi then took out her phone, snapped a photo of the soup He Hanjin had made, and posted it directly to her Weibo with an extremely sweet caption.
"Being injured with a loved one by your side is like being halfway healed. The soup my dear made is filled with the taste of love, giving me so much energy."
