"Uh... why are you here?" Gu Yi'an was a bit surprised.
She quickly looked around other places, but there was still no one else.
Looking at Dan Musheng, who was wearing an apron, Gu Yi'an felt really strange.
Well, first of all, although Dan Musheng was of mixed race, his Asian genes were not very evident, making him look no different from other purebred Westerners.
Secondly, Dan Musheng's aura, that authoritative air he exuded, made him seem completely out of place in the kitchen.
Moreover, Dan Musheng was about the same height as Tan Jincheng, a full 1.9 meters tall. Such a tall man, wearing a shirt and trousers worth over ten thousand US dollars, of course, looked very fitting.
But the problem was, over these clothes worth over ten thousand US dollars, he was wearing an apron that could be bought for ten dollars at any supermarket...
