"Alright, mom! Let's eat!"
Zhang Manhua's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at this table of scrumptious food in front of her.
Other than the first three dishes she had cooked, the rest were cooked by Ji Ziming.
Moreover, they looked better than the ones she cooked.
The descriptions scrumptious, fragrant, and tasty were of course referring his cooking.
"Th-These were all cooked by Xiao Ji?"
She raised her head to look in disbelief at the man seated beside her daughter.
Even now, she still could hardly believe that these dishes were cooked by him.
Before he could reply, Pei Ge spoke first.
"Of course, mom! Didn't you see him cook? Wasn't he by himself in the kitchen?"
She grinned smugly at her stunned mother.
"Mom, quickly try his cooking! Ziming's food is really delicious!"
Under her urging, Zhang Manhua dazedly picked up chopsticks and moved them one of the dishes this young man had cooked.
