Ye Zhun was discharged from the hospital that day, and Ye Yan wanted to treat Chai Chen to a meal.
This time, thanks to him, Ye Zhun had fully recovered. Now, he looked energetic and vibrant, a refreshingly handsome young lad.
But Ye Yan was worried about what to cook.
"Big sister, why not invite Brother Chen over to our house for dinner?" Ye Zhun earnestly suggested.
"How could that be okay? My cooking definitely can't compare to a restaurant's." Ye Yan hurriedly waved her hand.
Chai Chen smiled and said, "I've never tried your cooking. Actually, I'd prefer to eat the dishes you make over those from an outside restaurant."
"Big sister, haven't you heard the saying? The highest standard of invitation is a home-cooked meal. Brother Chen has tasted all sorts of delicious foods; the key is to let him taste our sincerity."
Ye Yan always felt this kid was plotting something, but what he said seemed to make a lot of sense.
