"It looks like you underestimate me, Mr. Fang." Zhang Liling said as the corners of her lips curved into a smile.
"You made me think that way in the first place," He said as he approached her.
Shaking her head, she replied, "Well, I'm about to surprise you in so many ways."
Nodding without a care, he took a turn and went over to the table gas to watch the pot boiling something.
"What are you cooking?" He asked and went on to lift the lid of the pot to see the pasta boiling.
"I'm making pasta. I have wine too..." Zhang Liling said as she came to his side to peer into the pot on fire just like he was doing.
Furrowing his brows, he tilted his head to the side. "You think wine goes with pasta?"
"I think it does."
"No way. I will have a bottle of water instead."
"Water is boring, let's have wine," she said, trying to convince him.
