Jing Jiaren is definitely not used to eating foreign food because she doesn’t like sweet food.

Ximen Longting has a way to make desserts that suit Jing Jiaren's taste. He has mastered a special method.

The cold and stern man wearing a black apron really goes against the temperament of a family man.

Ximen Longting was not born to be a man who entered the kitchen...but he did so because of Jing Jiaren.

Wilson stood with his hands behind his back.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand the young master's current behavior. Why didn't he rush forward to catch Jing Jiaren and place her next to her? He was clearly following her, but she was still far away.

But maybe it's somewhat understandable.

Ximen Longting doesn't act according to his usual style, is he afraid that he will make a mistake again, and that he can no longer find a way to love Jing Jiaren?

Just when Jing Jiaren was waiting impatiently, their food finally arrived.

One steak, foie gras, cream soup per person...

SUN was very hungry, so he immediately picked up his fork and started chewing.

There were still a few dishes that were not served. Jing Jiaren smiled and touched his head: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

"Well..."

"Is it delicious?"

SUN cushioned his stomach before chewing carefully: "It's delicious."

Leng Aofeng took it directly and wiped the grease stains from his mouth.

SUN politely said: "Thank you, Uncle Wolf."

Leng Aofeng's eyes deepened: "They are very different."

"You mean SUN and Ximen Longting?" Jing Jiaren smiled, "Of course, SUN is produced by me, and his father is produced by Mr. Ximen... The essence is different."

Just as the waiter came to serve a fish and chips, he heard the conversation and glanced at SUN.

SUN slapped his lips and said: "I am different from the old man. He was just responsible for giving me a tadpole."

Tadpole? The essence is different? She produced it?

Every word sounded harsh to Ximen Longting's ears...

The cheese baked mashed potatoes and fried shrimp balls are ready, and the last thing left is the creamy corn soup.

Ximen Longting, who was already in a bad mood, grabbed a lot of salt and sprinkled it...

"Master, did you put some salt in it just now?"

Ximen Longting dropped the equipment coldly, grabbed the apron he was wearing, and threw it aside.

The cook quickly scooped up the soup and sent it out.

Jing Jiaren, didn’t you once say that you can eat the food I cook?

Ximen Longting sat on the chair coldly——

He once took her to Jing's father's restaurant, and she immediately recognized the taste of Jing's father's cooking. She said that day that she could also taste his cooking skills.

His thumb and index finger turned the ring at hand, and the cold light of the diamond pierced his heart...

Ximen Longting's eyes ached secretly, woman, you have the guts to eat it!

I saw the last soup was served...

Jing Jiaren picked up the fork and prepared to eat.

Foreigners' food tended to be sweet, and she thought so just by hearing the name. She was afraid that she might not be used to it, so she asked the waiter to prepare a small dish of hot sauce in advance.

She smeared a thick layer of hot sauce on the steak and sprinkled pepper...it tasted delicious.

"The queen drinks soup, and the sun is strong."

"No, no, I saw that milk was put in it, and this cream soup was put in cream..."

Adding cream to cream soup makes the soup thicker, textured and nutritious.
Chapter completed!