That evening.
For a rare change of pace, Chu Yang walked into the villa's kitchen. After insisting that Lin Qingxue get some rest, he personally cooked a meal for her. Watching her devour the food with such relish, Chu Yang couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Is my cooking really that good?"
With that, he picked up his own chopsticks and took a small bite. It tasted average—or at the very least, it was still a tiny bit inferior to Lin Qingxue’s own cooking.
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