A moment later, Ye Qiu came out with two dishes he had added, wearing an apologetic smile: "Uncle, Auntie, these are simple dishes. I hope you don't mind. Next time when we formally visit, I'll prepare a feast for you both."
Smelling the enticing aroma, Mrs. Tan swallowed and asked, "Did you make all of this?"
Tan Nana rushed to answer, "Of course, Ye Qiu's cooking skills are excellent. You should try it. Remember last time when you said I put on a bit of weight? It's because he fed me."
"It smells delicious, and it looks appealing too." Mr. Tan had already picked up his chopsticks, feeling genuinely hungry, and the food seemed so appetizing. As soon as he placed a shrimp in his mouth, his eyes widened instantly, "Delicious! Honey, try this shrimp; it's really good."
