Cautiously following the steps Gong Ruini taught him before, Zhao Guangran wanted to cry after making a dessert.
"Can I not eat it?" Zhao Guangran looked at the dessert that looked like it could score at least eighty points, really reluctant to eat it.
Not eat it? Compared to Zhao Guangran's excitement, this dessert in Gong Ruini's eyes could only score sixty points.
As for the taste, Gong Ruini hoped it wouldn't be too bad, otherwise this debut would really be ruined.
Gong Ruini took another taste of the leftover filling that Zhao Guangran made; it was still okay, not great, but at least passable, and should not make Mrs. Cao eat it reluctantly.
"If you don't eat it, how will you show respect to your mother-in-law?"
"And Brother Guangran, haven't you forgotten something?" Gong Ruini felt there was something strange before, but couldn't pinpoint the issue after thinking for a long time.
