"Yes, it's him," Chen Wanqing's pretty face showed a trace of joy as she seized the moment. "Dad, don't just look at Su Xuan's bad personality; he's really talented."
Chen Tianwen was taken aback, then shook his head repeatedly, "It doesn't matter if he's the Cooking God of Qingshan City, even if he was the national Cooking God, I still wouldn't agree to you two being together."
"Why must it be like this? Do you really want me to marry someone I don't like?" Tears instantly filled Chen Wanqing's beautiful eyes as she looked at her father with grievance.
Chen Tianwen shook his head again and again, "No matter what, I will not let you marry a cook. If you continue to be with him, then you might as well not recognize me as your father."
