Su Qiao brought out her master-level skills and got down to cooking with complete focus, utterly unaware of how depressed Chu Jingchen was feeling.
More than an hour later, when Chu Jingchen helped Grandma Chu arrive, a dozen or so plates and bowls, large and small, had already been arranged on the table. Every one of them looked, smelled, and tasted delicious.
She had even taken into consideration the foods the old lady was forbidden to eat and prepared quite a few dishes that were easy to digest.
Although this wasn't a date between the two of them, Chu Jingchen was still quite happy to eat the master-level dishes Su Qiao had personally prepared.
Perhaps because the food was so delicious, and because Grandma could finally come out to have some fun, she focused entirely on eating and chatting with Su Qiao. This time, she didn't keep bringing up embarrassing things about him and making him regret coming along, so his mood improved considerably.
After the meal, not only did Grandma Chu find Su Qiao more and more kind and pleasing to the eye, wishing she could pack her up and take her home immediately, but even Chu Jingchen was deeply shaken.
Her cooking was much better than that of the chef their family had hired specifically.
Yesterday afternoon, he had eaten a simple meal at her place. Seeing Su Qiao cook plain noodles in clear water, he had assumed she wasn't good at cooking. He had never expected that she simply hadn't been cooking seriously.
People said that if you wanted to capture a man's heart, you first had to capture his stomach. He had scoffed at that in the past, but now he finally understood how true it was.
It was the truest saying in the world, without