By the time Chu Luo came back from her run, Li Yan was no longer in the living room.
Instead, a middle-aged man and woman were standing in the living room. They were dressed in chef uniforms and wearing chef hats.
The two of them greeted Chu Luo politely, "Hello, Miss Chu."
Then, the middle-aged woman introduced herself. "We're the chefs responsible for making your three meals. My surname is Li. You can call me Auntie Li. His surname is Sun. You can call him Uncle Sun."
Auntie Li pointed at the dining table. "Miss Chu, go and try it. See if it suits your taste. If it doesn't, we'll adjust it immediately. Also, you can tell us what kind of cuisine you like."
Chu Luo walked over and sat down. She picked up her chopsticks and ate a crystal shrimp dumpling under the expectant gazes of Uncle Sun and Auntie Li. After drinking a spoonful of porridge, she nodded. "It tastes pretty good."
She then talked about her favorite cuisine.
