Enjoying Li Yuntang's all-encompassing care and attention, Yan Xiaye felt a sweet surge in her heart, finding it hard not to smile.
"Xiaye, why aren't you eating obediently? What are you thinking about?"
Li Yuntang snapped his fingers in front of her and picked up some of her favorite dishes with chopsticks, placing them in her bowl: "No daydreaming, finish eating early, and rest early,"
Yan Xiaye was indeed exhausted, and upon hearing this, nodded her little head obediently.
Seeing Li Yuntang's genuine care for her, she tried her best to eat half a bowl more to make the man happy.
Her small effort didn't go unnoticed by Li Yuntang, who wiped her flushed lips with a napkin, nodding with satisfaction: "Since you like this chef so much, why don't I hire him back home, how about that?"
"Absolutely not, Brother Lin's cooking is wonderful, why replace him with someone else?" Yan Xiaye was startled, "If he thinks I don't like his dishes, he'd definitely be heartbroken."
