Lu Chenyuan had no idea about this.
Lin Yan returned home, and he opened a bottle of red wine, set the table with steaks, and lit a candle in the middle.
Looking at the not-so-well-presented steak on the plate, Lin Yan asked, "Did you cook this yourself?"
Lu Chenyuan said, "I went straight to the supermarket after work and bought it, fried a piece for Ou, but the little guy barely ate it. He said it was too tough to bite. I'm not sure if it's my cooking skills or the steak's fault."
"It's definitely the steak's fault."
Lu Chenyuan chuckled, picked up the knife and fork, and cut the steak for Lin Yan, "Is everything going well? I think Fenghua Entertainment could consider going public at this stage."
Lin Yan had thought about this issue.
