Gu Yun played his cards well, thinking that as long as Mo Beichen came along, Li Zhiqian wouldn't kick him out on his own.
And that was indeed the case.
Li Zhiqian left work early today, making a detour to the market for groceries. He planned to experiment in the evening, approaching it with a researcher's zeal to create a dish he'd be proud of.
So when the doorbell rang, Li Zhiqian had just finished chopping vegetables, surrounded by experimental cookware, strictly measuring seasonings according to the recipe. Previously, in the precision of seasoning, he neglected the cooking, ending up with a burned dish, and the seasonings hadn't been added.
So today he wanted to learn from his mistakes by preparing the seasoning proportions in advance to avoid a last-minute rush.
Hearing the doorbell, he adjusted his glasses, and with a face full of suspicion, left the kitchen. At the entrance, he looked through the peephole to see a cherubic face.
