Jiang Yu frowned. "I don't usually do patient counseling."
"You can help rebuild my confidence." Feng Bai Lin cradled his chin with his palm. "It won't be troublesome or frequent. If you are willing, come to the Feng family estate from time to time and accompany me for a walk."
"The Feng family estate?"
Jiang Yu's frown deepened. "Sounds troublesome. I hate trouble."
Feng Lin Bai replied casually, "The Feng family recently hired a new chef. His cooking is quite delicious. He is well-versed in Chinese and Western styles of cooking. Roast duck, beef steak, hand-shredded chicken, he's good at preparing them all. He also makes delicious desserts, such as a matcha crepe cake…"
Jiang Yu: "I'll go."
Jiang Yu: "How many times a week do you need me to go?"
Feng Lin Bai could not see the solemn and serious expression on her face.
