The Li family owned a three-story villa, and Tang Yi was arranged to stay in a guest room on the third floor. As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Li Zhiling standing at the entrance with a sumptuous breakfast in hand.
"Char siu rice, a specialty of Zhou Yi District, I got up early this morning just to make it for you!" Li Zhiling said, presenting the breakfast as if offering a treasure, placing it in front of Tang Yi.
Looking at the somewhat scorched pork chops and the obviously undercooked rice, Tang Yi forced a bitter smile. However, seeing the eager expression on Li Zhiling's face, it was hard for him to refuse, so he closed his eyes and wolfed it down.
"How is it? This is my first attempt at cooking, I don't know if the taste is alright?" Li Zhiling asked with eyes full of expectation.
