Lu Yi was immersed in a mood of happiness and bliss, completely oblivious to the subtle anger from his master, and before leaving, he didn't forget to bow to Qin Xin at a 45-degree angle: "Miss Qin, see you tomorrow! If you have any instructions, feel free to let me know."
Nalan Ye Jue: "..."
It might be time to consider reassigning our staff stationed in Africa.
After sending Lu Yi away, he looked at Qin Xin with a pleasant expression: "What does the young lady want to eat tonight?"
Qin Xin was at a loss: "Anything will do."
She wasn't skilled in cooking and even found it taxing to think of a dish name.
Nalan Ye Jue nodded, rolling up his shirt sleeves: "Alright. Today I'll research and make a dish called 'Anything'."
Qin Xin and Xiao Shuang were studying in the living room while Nalan Ye Jue busied himself in the kitchen.
Soon enough, a variety of delicious and fragrant dishes appeared on the dining table.
Qin Xin was dumbfounded: "Is this... what you call anything?"
