Yun Hao covered his nose and took two steps back, a look of disgust on his face.
"What's that smell? It stinks."
'Stinks!'
Xu Wenwan's face twisted for a moment. This was the perfume she had worked so hard to create, yet Yun Hao had the audacity to say it stank.
'Does this man have any taste at all?'
"Can't you smell the fragrance in the air?"
'Fragrance?'
Yun Hao didn't smell any fragrance. All he got was a pungent, bizarre odor that was absolutely foul.
If it weren't for his incredible self-control, he would have thrown up right then and there.
But he couldn't be bothered to argue with Xu Wenwan.
"Cut the crap and go make dinner."
For once, Xu Wenwan didn't argue. She went into the kitchen with surprising obedience, which made Yun Hao give her a second glance.
'Just as I thought. You can't spoil women. Hit them once, and they learn their place.'
In the kitchen, Xu Wenwan successfully started a fire with her system's help.
She knew how to cook.
