With a flurry of frying, stir-frying, roasting, and stir-frying, Jiang Feng had prepared more than a dozen dishes.
He then opened the kitchen door and brought the dishes out one by one.
"Wow, Brother Feng's cooking skills are really amazing, just the smell is so tantalizing!"
Mo Zixun and the other girls hurriedly gathered around, marveling at the delicious dishes that were rich in color, aroma, and taste.
As she sat there chatting, the more she didn't want to leave. How nice would it be if she could live here with Jiang Feng like the other girls?
Unfortunately, that was not realistic, and she had no reason to stay.
"Hurry and eat, I have some things to do afterward."
Jiang Feng smiled and distributed the bowls and chopsticks to the girls one by one.
Although he wasn't afraid of an attack from the Xiang family, he couldn't let them affect the girls at home. The only thing he could do now was to reduce their worries as much as possible.
