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Mu Chenyan had started preparing for dinner at two in the afternoon, but she was not the main cook; she had called the helper from the villa over.
There was no helping it, if she truly did the cooking, she could only guarantee it would be cooked through.
It wasn't that she hadn't practiced seriously, but cooking... really was too difficult, she couldn't learn it!
The three Brother Yu Hengs probably inherited this trait from her, every one of them, kitchen killers.
"Madam, is there too much meat prepared? There are only a few vegetarian dishes, won't it be too greasy?"
Mu Chenyan glanced at the spread on the counter—ribs, chicken wings, steaks, large shrimps, scallops..., and the pigeon soup simmering in the clay pot. Jiajia loved meat and disliked vegetables when he was little, so when she got nervous, she bought all meat.
She wouldn't have noticed if the helper hadn't mentioned it.
"I bought vegetables."
