Although Potterbin was now close to sixty, she had taken such good care of herself that she looked only about forty.
Even "still charming" didn't quite do her justice.
When Potterbin saw Wang Yi, she held out her hand to shake his.
"Wang, Nicole, welcome, welcome! Come on in, come on in. It's been so long since I've seen you. I've missed you so much."
Potterbin had always been very warm toward Wang Yi and Nicole.
Wang Yi shook Potterbin's hand, while Nicole hugged her.
They went inside and took their seats. After a little small talk, Potterbin said to Wang Yi and Nicole:
"The food's ready in the dining room. I know you like Chinese food, so I specially prepared a whole table of it. I hope you'll enjoy it."
Nicole nodded to Potterbin in thanks.
"Thank you so much. Wang's been telling me for days that he hadn't had any Chinese food during the Finals."
When they reached the dining room, they saw a table laden with Chinese dishes.
There was gourd chicken, braised seafood and more...
Most importantly, there was steaming-hot Beef Paomo.
And nearly all of it was Chang'an cuisine.
You couldn't make these dishes without a Chinese chef.
And hiring a Chinese chef from a restaurant to come cook at home wasn't cheap, either.
Since their hosts had gone to so much trouble, Wang Yi didn't hold back. After inviting everyone to dig in, he tucked in enthusiastically.
Potterbin poured Wang Yi a glass of wine. "Chinese food doesn't go with red wine. It should be paired with traditional Chinese yellow wine."
"I specially bought some yellow wine from Chinatown."
Wang Yi had finished the Finals and could finally relax a little, so he didn't refuse. Once everyone had been poured a glass, he raised