As evening approached, Chen Fan rushed back to Golden Lake Villa in a frantic hurry.
As soon as he pushed open the door, he was met with a burning smell.
He then saw Su Qingyan wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen.
Her beauty was unparalleled, and with the apron on, she had the air of a stunning cook.
The only flaw was that her cooking didn't taste very friendly.
"Miss Su, I'm really sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way back," Chen Fan quickly explained as he walked over.
Su Qingyan glanced at him indifferently, "Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."
Chen Fan looked at the dining table, which was already set with several dishes that were "charred beyond recognition," and suddenly choked.
"Good… good," Chen Fan replied bravely and turned to wash his hands.
When Su Qingyan finished all the dishes, Chen Fan sat down at the dining table.
