In the villa, Xiao Yu hardly ever has the opportunity to cook, as Aunt Liu handles all three meals a day, so she has nowhere to showcase her skills. Of course, she never thought of cooking a meal to please Gong Ting.
So, Gong Ting hardly ever gets a chance to taste her cooking.
"Did you make this?" The man was not only surprised but also a bit incredulous.
Xiao Yu was at a loss between laughing and crying, and she said, "I ordered takeout, but I released that fish just now."
The man naturally didn't believe her offhand excuse, seeing the two full bowls of fish, one mild and one with red oil, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't know you were such a good cook. When we get back, you can cook personally."
Xiao Yu refused, "If I start cooking, won't Aunt Liu lose her job?"
"You make it for me to eat, and Aunt Liu makes it for you." The man said matter-of-factly.
Xiao Yu glared at him, "You're deliberately trying to torment me, aren't you?"
