Li Bo cleanly and efficiently processed the fish and handed them to the only male guest, Si Yiming.

Si Yiming rolled up his sleeves, ready to show off his skills, when Lin Ranran walked over and said, "Teacher Si, we agreed that I would be in charge of cooking, so let me do it."

Siming laughed and said, "Teacher Lin, you women have already completed your task. Let me do the cooking."

He couldn't wait to show off his skills and win over the stomachs of these female guests and young men. Then his wife wouldn't complain about his cooking anymore, and he wouldn't have to be an assistant at home anymore; he could directly become the head chef.

How perfect!

Sisi, who was munching on a tomato, walked up to Siming and said, "Dad, put down the spatula right away. Don't ruin those fish. We all want to have a big meal. We can't let you ruin it."

Siming glanced sideways and raised his voice, "Sisi, don't you love Dad's cooking the most? Dad is usually busy with work and rarely has the chance to cook. Today, I finally have the chance to cook you a big meal. I guarantee you'll never forget it."

Si Jingxuan, who happened to be passing by, thought: "..."

Indeed, you'll find it hard to forget; just thinking about it brings back a wave of bitterness, it's overwhelming.

He was about to go up and stop Si Yiming from cooking when he caught a glimpse of the ever-present cameraman. Was it really appropriate for him to reveal his father's secrets in front of the camera? His raised foot froze in mid-air. Si Jingxuan stared at Si Si, praying in his heart that Si Si would quickly persuade Si Yiming to put down the spatula and get away from the stove.

Sisi said in a very firm tone, "Dad, your cooking skills need to be improved. Mommy said that you can only help out at most, and you absolutely cannot cook."

Siming loosened her grip on the spatula. That brat! She always exposes him outside, and when she gets home, he cuts her allowance in half, halves her trips to the amusement park, halves her fancy meals, halves her pretty clothes purchases. Hmph!

"Oh dear, Sisi, you always get it wrong. Mommy is the one helping out, and Daddy is the one cooking. Do you remember the last time Daddy made scrambled eggs with tomatoes? You ate it all, not even leaving a drop of tomato sauce. The plate was spotless. There are no eggs here, but when we get home, Daddy will make scrambled eggs with tomatoes for you again!"

Sisi: "..." Who got it wrong? My memory is the best in the whole family!

You stinky dad.

Without accepting any rebuttal, Si Yiming shoved the spatula into Lin Ranran's hand and pulled Sisi out of the kitchen.

Lin Ranran held the spatula and looked at the grooves in the wall to see what ingredients were available.

"Wow, Uncle Li's kitchen is so well-equipped! He has more ingredients than I do at home. We're in for a treat!"

Lin Ranran was taking stock of the dishes on the table, intending to cook the washed vegetables first, when Lan Qingyue's voice rang out.

"Teacher Lin, could you come here for a moment?"

"What's wrong? I'm about to cook."

Lan Qingyue: "Come here for a moment!"

Even without Xiu Kaijie's complaints, she knew that Lin Ranran was a kitchen disaster. The initial assumption she had of Lin Ranran was that she would never lift a finger and couldn't even crack an egg. If she were to cook, they wouldn't need to eat lunch.

But Lin Ranran, this kitchen disaster, is inexplicably confident and insists on cooking a big meal. In order to save everyone's stomachs, Lan Qingyue decides to step in.