And his cooking looked surprisingly good.
The already-finished scrambled eggs with tomato and garlic-fried greens smelled amazing, and the noodles simmering in the clay pot looked pretty good, too.
Zheng Wenhao was chopping scallions.
'He must be getting them ready for the longevity noodles.'
Xu Shengxia was actually a little disappointed to see how skilled he was. She'd assumed he already knew how to cook, so she couldn't resist asking him:
"A hao, did you already know how to cook?"
Hearing her voice, Zheng Wenhao turned to look at her.
His smile was gentle and warm, giving him the air of a true family man.
"I've never cooked before. I've been learning recently… for you. Besides this, I've only learned how to make these three dishes. Oh, and one more—pan-seared steak."
"If we get back early this afternoon, how about I make you steak for dinner?"
Xu Shengxia was quite touched. She hugged him from behind and said coquettishly:
