Xia Yun did her best to make the dishes she had just learned.

Ji Wenhuan came over with a smell.

"Oh, it smells good! Yun Yun, you are too good. You have finished so many dishes in such a short time. Besides, it looks delicious... Madam, madam? Qingzhan, Qingzhan!"

He Wei came down first.

He Wei picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, showing a surprised expression.

"Yun Yun, your craft is really good!"

Then the three of them sat at the table and waited for a long time, but Ji Qing didn't show up.

Xia Yun's smile on her lips was stiff.

Seeing this, Ji Wenhuan volunteered to get up and go upstairs. After a long time, Ji Qingzhan followed him slowly.

Xia Yun's face looked better. She smiled at Ji Qingzhan and said, "Qingzhan, I just learned these dishes recently. I don't know how to -"

Then he took a chopstick and held it to his mouth.

"Will you try it?"

However, Ji Qingzhan did not open his mouth.

He even took a step back and said coldly, "don't taste it. It doesn't look as delicious as I did."

Xia Yun's hand holding vegetables suddenly froze in the air.

Ji Wenhuan turned his eyes.

"Qingzhan, why are you still such a straight man? He is a girl. He has worked hard to cook so many dishes. How can you say that? Come on, Yun Yun, ignore him. My wife and I think your dishes are delicious -"

After helping Xia Yun out of the siege, he turned to look at Ji Qingzhan.

"Besides, what do you mean it doesn't look as delicious as you do? I don't know you. When did you go to the kitchen and cook?"

Ji Qingzhan said simply, "yes."

The air was quiet for three seconds.

The next second, Ji Wenhuan shouted excitedly.

"What? How dare you cook? When? Why don't I know?"

He Wei was stunned.

Then he hammered his chest with a broken expression.

"My son is so old that he has had a hard time cooking. However, as a real mother, I have never tasted his craft... It really makes me sad. I'm crying..."

Ji Qingzhan glanced at her.

"For Xiao Xi."

He Wei's fake cry suddenly choked in her throat.

The next second, a happy smile appeared.

"Xiaoxi? That's no problem! I was worried that you were too straight to chase girls. Unexpectedly, my son, who has never been in the kitchen, would wash his hands and make soup for the girls he likes... But -"

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned.

"Can you cook any food? I doubt it."

Ji Qingzhan: "...."

Jiqingzhan: "Mom, am I really your son?"

He Wei cleared her throat: "I haven't eaten it before, so let's have a normal question..."

Jiwenhuan couldn't help interrupting.

"That's because your mother doesn't have any talent in this field. Before you were born, she also rose up and worked in the kitchen several times. However, what she cooked was dark cooking... It was too dark to be dark..."

As he spoke, he showed a painful look of memory.

"So she's worried that you inherited her -"

Half way through, He Wei was killed by the look in her eyes. She immediately shrunk her neck and looked up at the sky.

"Cough, I didn't say anything just now."

He Wei took back her eyes.

Just about to say something, Xia Yun next to her suddenly walked to Ji Qingzhan. Her face was too pale to hide. She looked shaky.

"Qingzhan, did you cook for her?"