"This, this must be delicious."
"It's burnt." Ye Lu looked at him cautiously, not having the heart to dampen his enthusiasm, after all, men who are willing to cook are already quite rare, and to have Third Young Master Jun cook is as rare as the sun rising in the West, so he should be encouraged.
But as he has said himself, cooking is not difficult, the real question is whether it's delicious or not.
However, it was truly awful!
Third Young Master Jun was also staring at her, grinding his teeth and feeling very displeased. This woman wasn't giving him any face; it was his first time cooking for a woman and she didn't offer a single word of praise.
But after trying a few bites himself, he immediately frowned, realizing it was indeed awful. Her cooking was simply scrumptious, while his was like hell's kitchen.
Always arrogant, considering himself a genius, he had to admit that he simply had no talent for cooking.
Yet in a blink of an eye, Ye Lu had eaten most of the dish.
