When he returned to the shop, he found that Bu Yunyan was still awake. Seeing Qin Li return, Bu Yunyan acted like a gentle wife, bringing him a meal. She carefully looked him over, only relaxing once she saw he was unharmed. In a soft, gentle voice, she asked, "How did it go? Was today a success?"
Qin Li was indeed hungry. So much had happened that day that even with his excellent constitution, he still felt exhausted. He devoured the meal like a whirlwind, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "The food seems exceptionally good today. Our cook has improved!"
Bu Yunyan watched Qin Li eat with a constant smile. Hearing his comment, she feigned a pout and laughed. "What cook? I made this. Don't you see what time it is? The master cook in the kitchen went to bed long ago!"
"Uh..." Qin Li smiled, a little embarrassed. "So this was your cooking, Bu. That explains it. Mmm, it's much tastier than Master Wang's!"
