"Hehe, then you can rest assured. Although I haven't learned cooking as well as my grandaunt, I can still whip up a few dishes."
Otherwise, wouldn't all those years learning from my grandaunt be for nothing?
"Has Xiao Bai learned to cook?" Mu Mingsi was quite surprised. Though his daughter wasn't particularly lazy, she was brought up in a pampered environment and had never really done anything in the kitchen.
He never expected that after a trip, not only had she become more sensible, but she had also learned to cook. He suddenly felt a bit curious about that reportedly incredible but never-seen "grandaunt."
"Next time when I have some time, I'll cook for everyone," Mu Bai blinked.
"Why wait for next time? How about tomorrow?" Wang Yuan suggested.
"Alright, tomorrow then."
The maid in the kitchen tidied up the dining table, and the family moved to the living room. As soon as they sat down, someone brought them a pot of tea.
