Chapter Eighty-One: The Past

Ye Xiaoshuai nodded vigorously. With Chen Fan’s encouragement, he felt a surge of courage within and resolved to truly pursue Tong Meiqi, though he knew everything must progress step by step.

After the diligent work of Chen Fan and Ye Xiaoshuai, four dishes and a soup—each boasting vibrant colors, enticing aromas, and exquisite flavors—were perfectly arranged on the table. Just the sight of them was enough to whet anyone’s appetite.

“Wow, Xiaoshuai, your culinary skills are getting better and better! Whichever woman marries you will be truly blessed...”