Superb skills!
Chen Nan couldn't help but recall how Su Qingqing had said the same thing before, yet the dishes she made were somewhat inedible…
"As long as you don't cook like Su Qingqing, it's fine."
Han Yuting asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Qingqing's cooking?"
"Three words, inedible!"
Chen Nan pointed at the kitchen and laughed, "Come on, it looks quite tough cooking alone, so I, as the young master, will show some mercy today and help you out."
"Hah, 'young master' my foot!" Han Yuting pouted. "You really are a rich second generation, no wonder you're so wealthy."
Chen Nan gave a wry smile and shook his head without saying anything.
Calling him a rich second generation was far off the mark; he wasn't even a poor second generation, since he was an orphan and didn't even know who his father was.
Han Yuting seemed to notice something off about his expression and asked in confusion, "Why such a bitter smile? Aren't you a rich second generation?"
