Reborn to bury love, I can reach for the stars.

"What can a young master like you do? You should stay away from the kitchen."

Shi Wanmeng showed no intention of letting Huang Chen in. Judging from the last recording, he should be a complete novice in cooking.

"Whom do you look down on? Me..."

Huang Chen immediately shut up.

"You? What are you?"

Shi Wanmeng sensed his hesitation.

"It's nothing," Huang Chen didn't say anything more to her, but walked to Li Zhao's side, looked at him who was engrossed in his work, and politely asked, "Brother Zhao, what are you planning to do today?"

Li Zhao paused, put down the cleaver, wiped his hands with a rag, and pointed to the counter, saying, "I'm going to make stir-fried green peppers with pork, stir-fried cucumber with eggs, stewed tofu with minced meat, and tomato and egg soup."

Huang Chen looked at each dish in the refrigerator and saw that they were indeed simple and convenient home-style dishes. He took a few steps forward, opened the refrigerator, and found a bag of shrimp in the freezer. After thinking for a moment, he took out a few eggs and prepared to make steamed shrimp and eggs.

That night, I dreamt that he was actually preparing to cook, and I curiously went to his side.

He held a bowl in one hand and an egg in the other, gently tapped it, and then squeezed it, cracking a perfect egg into the bowl.

"How did you do that?" Shi Wanmeng's eyes widened slightly, and she said incredulously, "And you did it with one hand."

"Isn't this simple?"

Huang Chen answered casually, his hand movements were also very elegant, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth still revealed his inner pride.

Thinking about the broken egg she made during the last recording, Shi Wanmeng felt a little embarrassed.

Sisters, he really nailed this! 2333

Was Huang Chen this efficient at cracking eggs last time? I don't think so.

I bet 5 cents Huang Chen must have been practicing secretly.

[Me and 5 cents]

[Young Master Huang secretly practicing cracking eggs by himself? That's kind of cute in a contrast!]

[I practice cracking eggs every day just to show off in front of you, ladies, I'm totally shipping you!]

[This is terrifying, I don't want to ship this, but the person who's cooking me is practically begging for it.]

"You take Ya Jun out to play first. We're about to start cooking, and the kitchen is dangerous."

Huang Chen left those words behind and turned to start cooking, leaving Shi Wanmeng with a cool back view.

Shi Wanmeng: "..."

Why are you panting when I say you're fat?

They led Mu Yajun to the lobby, where they happened to run into Xie Yunting, who was returning from a phone call.

Xie Yunting stared straight at Shi Wanmeng until she felt a chill run down her spine, then said with a meaningful smile, "Wanmeng, right? Thank you so much for today. I've already spoken to Ya Jun's parents, and we'll thank you properly together later."

"No need, no need," his smile was really a bit strange, and Shi Wanmeng was at a loss: "Today was an accident, as long as the child is safe, there's no need to worry about anything else."

Xie Yunting's smile grew even stranger: "How can that be? Ya Jun is our family's precious darling. You've been a great help today."

After saying that, she bent down and tugged at Xiaoya Jun, then asked with a smile, "Would you like to play with Auntie again in the future?"

"Auntie?" Xiaoya asked, puzzled.

Shi Wanmeng gritted her teeth: "It's my sister!"

Xiaoya nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite: "I'm thinking about it."

Hahahaha, I can't take it anymore, I'm laughing so hard I'm going to throw up!

The debate over seniority is not over yet.

[Shi Wanmeng is a comedian, right? Hahahaha]

[What kind of comedian is this? This is clearly a female celebrity's self-awareness, hahaha, calling someone "sister"!]

[It's quite interesting to see these two together, and it seems Mr. Xie will be visiting her privately sometime.]

Are Shi Wanmeng's fans crazy? They're trying to piggyback on everything, don't they even know their place?

Who are you, sir? Show me!

"Your Uncle Wang will be here in a little while," Xie Yunting patted Xiaoya Jun's head and continued, "You're really leaving this time."

Upon hearing this, Shi Wanmeng glanced towards the kitchen and asked, "Aren't you going to have dinner before you leave? It's getting late, Ya Jun must be hungry, right?"

Gu Ling, who had just been chatting with Zhou Ran on the other side of the sofa, saw this scene and immediately walked over, squatting down with a big smile: "Xiao Ya Jun, do you still remember me?"

Mu Yajun looked up at her uncle with a blank expression, but received no hints, so she could only shake her head.

Seemingly anticipating Ya Jun's reaction, Gu Ling continued nonchalantly, "The last time I saw you, you were still little, being held in your mother's arms. Now you've grown into a beautiful young lady."

"Thank you, Auntie, you're very pretty too."

It sounded like someone they knew from the family; Xiaoya was very polite.

This address made Gu Ling freeze for a moment, but she quickly covered it up: "Wow, baby, you have such a sweet tongue!"

Xie Yunting, who was looking around trying to find an excuse to leave, caught sight of the apron-wearing figure in the kitchen. His eyes widened, and he looked at Shi Wanmeng in surprise, pursing his lips: "Is it him?"

Shi Wanmeng followed his gaze and looked back, immediately understanding his confusion. She nodded firmly in response to his incredulous look.

At this point, Xie Yunting couldn't care less about Gu Ling. He walked heavily towards the kitchen, his voice trembling slightly, and whispered, "Old... Old Huang?"

The familiar figure turned around in response, expressionless: "We're about the same age, thank you."

With his heart finally at ease, Xie Yunting cautiously moved to Huang Chen's side, wanting to take a step forward to take a closer look, but then shrank back in fear.

"Tsk," Huang Chen almost cursed at him for looking so pathetic, but then remembered he was still live-streaming and swallowed his words.

I could only give him a harmless warning with my eyes before burying myself back in my work.

Xie Yunting was still somewhat dazed when Huang Chen brought out the steaming hot eggs he had made and called everyone to eat.

Sitting down next to Huang Chen, Xie Yunting lowered his voice, thinking he had hidden it well: "You secretly practiced? Are you sure you can eat it?"

"roll!"

Huang Chen's expression looked fierce, but his reddened ears betrayed him.

Look, Brother Huang's ears are all red!

Ahhhhh, Huang Chen looks so cute and fierce!

[Let's call this pair "Crab Roe," anyone interested in investing?]

[I still love watching these two bicker! I can already imagine their daily interactions!]

[For whom did Huang Chen practice his cooking skills so diligently? [doge][doge][doge][doge]]

[No need for dog heads, we'll hold high the yellow poop flag and never admit defeat]

Shi Wanmeng went upstairs and called Yuan Xin, who had just finished showering, downstairs as well. Except for Gu Ling, who said she was on a diet and only ate some fruit, everyone else sat down at the table.

Looking at the four dishes and one soup in front of him, Zhou Ran clapped his hands. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he suddenly adopted the posture of a leader giving a speech, smoothing his hair back: "Today's meal is thanks to Brother Li Zhao and Huang Chen for their hard work, and of course, also to Shi Wanmeng and Su Muqing."

"Without them, we might all be starving tonight," he said, glancing around. Seeing no one respond as he expected, he forced himself to continue, "Let's give them a big round of applause for their hard work!"