Originally, Gu Fuqiao didn't have any expectations for Yan Zhen Guo's cooking skills, but this fried egg he made really reminded her of the ones her grandmother used to make, and it actually looked pretty good this time. Because of that, Gu Fuqiao felt a slight boost of confidence in Yan Zhen Guo's culinary abilities.
Yan Zhen Guo might have appeared indifferent on the surface, but he couldn't help but glance at Gu Fuqiao several times.
Of course, Gu Fuqiao, who was busy eating the fried egg, didn't notice Yan Zhen Guo's little act.
Gu Fuqiao tasted the fried egg and found it neither overcooked nor undercooked, just right. But it seemed like something was missing. Still, it was quite good for Yan Zhen Guo, so Gu Fuqiao put down her bowl and said to Yan Zhen Guo, "Old Yan, your cooking is improving!"
Yan Zhen Guo didn't say anything, but from his subtle expression, he seemed quite satisfied with Gu Fuqiao's reaction.
