Afterward.
In the kitchen, the girl put on her uniform, buttoned up her shirt with her back to the dining table, and stood up to smooth out her plaid skirt. She carefully checked to make sure nothing about her appearance was in disarray before turning around to cast an annoyed and embarrassed glance at the young chef who stood there with arms crossed.
"How was it? Give me your assessment,"
Xia Yu had been standing and waiting for a few minutes, growing a bit impatient.
"Delicious!"
She bit her lip, unwilling to admit defeat. Her gaze swept over the empty basket on the table and a hint of panic flashed across her face as she touched her noticeably bloated belly and couldn't help complaining: "Ah, I accidentally ate too much. I'm on a diet!"
