They knew Zheng Xincheng could tear people down, but they hadn't known he was this good at it.
Di Yu silently lowered his head.
Zheng Xincheng also felt that he might have been a little too blunt just now.
He stepped forward and patted Di Yu on the shoulder. "I'm not criticizing you as a person. I'm criticizing your cooking."
"So you're saying you think I'm pretty good as a person? That you might even develop some other feelings for me?" Di Yu asked shamelessly.
The corner of Zheng Xincheng's mouth twitched. "Let's just eat first."
The whole group sat down.
None of them were cut out for cooking, so... there was no point singling anyone out.
Still...
The soup tasted fresh.
Was it delicious, though?
Not exactly.
Making soup didn't take much skill. You just threw all the ingredients in.
Even at its worst, it couldn't taste that bad.
So Gu Luosheng held her bowl and drank the soup.
"I'll take you out for something else to eat in a bit," Ye Nanshen whispered into his wife's ear.
Gu Luosheng's eyes lit up. "Really?"
Ye Nanshen's lips curved upward. "When have I ever lied to you?"
Gu Luosheng chuckled. "True. My husband is the most reliable man in the world!"
"But are there any restaurants around here?" Gu Luosheng asked curiously.
They were up in the mountains, after all. Everyone was self-sufficient, and practically nobody ran a restaurant.
Ye Nanshen raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry."
All of a sudden, Gu Luosheng no longer found the soup appealing.
She simply put down her chopsticks.
Zheng Xincheng noticed something was off and leaned over. "Sister Sheng, do you... have something better to eat? Could you share some with me later?"
Gu Luosheng was speechless.
Nothing escaped Zheng Xincheng's eyes.
"No. Just