Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

The enticing sweet aroma of peaches wafted into my nose.

Lin Ting casually picked up the peach and took a bite.

The sweet juice filled my mouth, slightly cool, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator, like drinking a sip of rich peach juice.

"good to eat."

She habitually gave Jiang Zong feedback, and then took another big bite.

Jiang Zong looked at her, and although he could only see her profile from his angle, his mood improved considerably.

He picked up a peach and took a bite.

It is indeed very sweet.

The air seemed to be tinged with the pale pink of peaches, and a faint sweet fragrance wafted through the air.

In such a tranquil atmosphere, Zhong Jiaqing, who had come uninvited, seemed to...

Lin Ting glanced at her and still found her as annoying as ever.

Zhong Jiaqing had a very difficult month. Although she still had everything she wanted, she felt empty inside, which made her lose a lot of weight.

This time, she didn't ignore Jiang Zong at all; she even took the initiative to greet him: "Xiao Zong, I heard you just got back. Are you hot? Have some cold soda."

After she finished speaking, the maid who had been following her placed the tray on the coffee table, opened two bottles of soda in front of Jiang Zong and Lin Ting, and put them in front of them.

Jiang Zong remained expressionless, glanced at her from behind the book, then looked down at his book again.

He could ignore Zhong Jiaqing, but Lin Ting had to speak.

Holding the half-eaten peach, she said with a smile, "Thank you, Second Madam, but I'll wait a while before drinking my soda, otherwise the peach won't be sweet."

Lin Tingzhen didn't dare drink what she brought; what if it was expired?

Zhong Jiaqing sat down opposite them, without a trace of anger on his face. He just looked at Lin Ting with a smile and said, "Tingting, I'm so sorry. I haven't been feeling well lately and haven't been able to properly entertain you."

Everyone knows what's going on with her.

Lin Ting was very considerate and didn't expose her, only smiling and saying, "It's okay, your health is important."

"Are you settling in well in Shanghai?" Zhong Jiaqing asked. "I heard you went shopping today, why didn't you buy anything?"

Her tone was very normal, completely in line with the attitude and etiquette expected of entertaining guests, and no one could find fault with it.

Lin couldn't hear what she was thinking, so he played along by making small talk and dodging the question.

The two of them chatted back and forth for almost half an hour, and Lin Ting was getting a little annoyed. Zhong Jiaqing then calmly revealed her purpose:

"Listen, I heard that you and Xiao Zong are going back to school next week. I thought that since you are Lao Jiang's student, you are family. Before you go back, I would like to have a meal together as a family. Is there anything you would like to eat? I will cook it myself."

Zhong Jiaqing smiled broadly, displaying the demeanor befitting a teacher's wife.

Lin Ting blinked and looked at her fox tail, saying, "You're too kind. You really don't need to cook for me."

"How can that be? I have to cook!" Zhong Jiaqing was determined to break the ice in the house with this meal, so she put in a lot of effort. "Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

Lin Ting: "Sweet and sour pork."

Zhong Jiaqing: "...?"

Sweet and sour pork, a dish that even Northeasterners with slightly less cooking skills can't make well, is so perfect for the current situation!

Lin Ting looked at Zhong Jiaqing with an innocent and expectant expression, as if to say: You insisted that I order this food, so don't say you don't know how to order it.

Zhong Jiaqing certainly doesn't know how.

She had never even eaten this dish before.

Zhong Jiaqing is from Hong Kong and later came to Shanghai. She has never been to Northeast China, nor has she ever eaten Northeast cuisine.

What is this "Guo Bao Rou"...?

Zhong Jiaqing looked at her nanny with confusion in her eyes, as if seeking help.

The nanny was even more bewildered than her, completely at a loss.

First of all, they didn't expect Lin Tingzhen to actually order food so bluntly;

Secondly, they were even more surprised that Lin Ting would suggest a dish they had never heard of before.

How do I connect this?

Jiang Zong held the book, a slight smile playing on the corners of his mouth, which were partially hidden.

Zhong Jiaqing looked slightly embarrassed, covered his lips with a handkerchief and coughed lightly twice, saying, "Listen to this, is it homesickness? You... don't worry, even if I can't cook, I will definitely hire a chef who can."

Lin Ting waved her hand repeatedly: "That would be too much trouble. Let's forget about it. Anyway, I can go home in a week. It's really not necessary to eat it."

Zhong Jiaqing understood what she meant.

Hiring a chef is too much trouble.

So if she can't serve this dish, then we shouldn't eat together.

Zhong Jiaqing took a deep breath and nodded: "You're too kind, kid... Okay, then I'll learn how to make it for you in the future."

Zhong Jiaqing felt that Lin Ting had underestimated his determination.

Besides, it's just a dish, how difficult can it be?

She was intentionally trying to ease tensions between the two sides, so naturally she wouldn't leave Jiang Zong out. She asked, "Little Zong, what would you like to eat?"

Lin Ting's unexpected turn of events was something she hadn't anticipated.

But she knew Jiang Zong's personality all too well.

He could never make demands of her.

She was confident of victory in this regard.

Jiang Zong: "Stir-fried pork slices."

Zhong Jiaqing: "...?"

What the hell?

What's going on!

How could Jiang Zong possibly order food from her?

Zhong Jiaqing was completely dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at Jiang Zong, unable to even maintain the smile that had been lingering on her face.

Jiang Zong looked up from behind the book, glanced at her, and then casually threw the peach pit into the trash can.

Zhong Jiaqing knew without struggling that he would force Lin Ting to learn another dish she had never heard of before, just as she had said.

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, then smiled again: "Okay, if you want to eat it, I will definitely learn how."

Lin Ting interjected with a smile, "Thank you so much, Second Madam."

"You're welcome, we're all family."

Zhong Jiaqing's smile lasted until she left the house.

As soon as she stepped out the door, her face darkened. She glanced at the maid who was following her and said, "Go find a chef to learn from."

The nanny: "..."

Sure enough, this "good" job would eventually fall to me.

She pursed her lips and said softly, "Madam, if I go to learn how to cook, won't there be no one to take care of you here?"

"Are you a blockhead?" Zhong Jiaqing, who had been holding back her anger, could no longer contain herself and poked the nanny's head. "Why don't you invite the chef to our home and learn while I'm resting?"

The nanny's face fell completely.

This is making her do the work of two people.

She couldn't refuse, and forced a smile: "Yes, madam."

Zhong Jiaqing snorted coldly, her eyes full of dissatisfaction as she looked at her.

They've started preparing enthusiastically over there.

Lin Ting twirled the pen twice and nudged Jiang Zong's arm with his elbow: "Hey, shall we go to Shenzhen?"

Without even thinking, Jiang Zong put down the book and said, "Let's go."

Lin Ting: "...?"

"Aren't you going to ask what you're going there for? Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off?"

Jiang Zong thought about it seriously for a while and said, "No need to sell, I have more money than them, I'll give it to you."