Bai Zhou ignored Chi Yang's gaze and reached out to pull a chair for Jian Ai. "Come, try Chi Yang's cooking."
Jian Ai's taste buds had long been hooked by the fragrance, so she didn't stand on ceremony. She picked up a piece of beef with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Mmm…" The beef was smooth and tender, and the meat was delicious. Chi Yand had carefully seasoned it, so different levels of texture were reverberating in the mouth. It was indeed a supreme delicacy in the world.
Jian Ai hummed in enjoyment. Chi Yang's cooking immediately conquered her. She could not help but nod repeatedly and give Chi Yang a thumbs up. "It's so delicious, Chi Yang!"
Even in her previous life, Jian Ai had never eaten at a three-star Michelin restaurant. She initially thought that the western food she had eaten at Baiyun Mountain Hot Spring's restaurant was delicious, but now, compared to Chi Yang, it was obvious who was better.
