"Well, you're the expert here, so young yet you're already skilled in pharmaceuticals. You could open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic if you ever get tired of acting."
The group chatted and laughed as they passed through a European-style corridor linking two villas and arrived at the Jing Family residence.
***
The day after Tang Shu moved in, Yang Tiantian claimed a bedroom on the second-floor guest room and settled in.
There was no choice—neither she nor Su Xiaochi knew how to cook, and they couldn't always run next door to mooch meals.
As a life assistant, Yang Tiantian was delighted to take charge of Tang Shu's three meals a day, plus an extra serving for the gifted Su Xiaochi.
"Wow—Tiantian, your cooking is simply incredible!"
After a satisfying dinner on Friday night, Su Xiaochi rubbed her belly and lounged lazily on the sofa.
"I always thought Wen Nuan's cooking was unbeatable, but yours is not bad at all. You could totally open a restaurant."
