Chapter 171 is good; it shows great self-awareness.

Zhong Wan didn't stand on ceremony with him and obediently handed over the things she was carrying.

Uncle Zhao followed closely behind, and the whole family sat down around the table.

Looking at the table full of delicious food, and then at the "strangers" who had not yet come out of the kitchen.

Zhong Wan looked at Lin Yan'an with a puzzled expression.

Uncle Zhao, with his sharp eyes, noticed her gaze and greeted her with a smile, "Wanwan, eat quickly."

"Try this xiaolongbao, it's one of my specialties."

"I made these fresh this morning, using the best cut of pork shoulder. The broth is all locked inside, so eat slowly and don't burn yourself."

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Zhao."

Zhong Wan thanked them happily, eagerly picked one up, blew on it, and then took a small bite.

She was still thinking about the wonderful texture of the big steamed bun she had eaten yesterday. She had originally wanted to compare the textures of different sizes of buns and different fillings.

But unexpectedly, the moment she took a bite...

An incredibly delicious, piping hot broth burst in her mouth, followed by the savory aroma of the meat filling and the wheat fragrance of the dough...

The flavor was clear, rich, and layered!

Her sense of taste?! It's back?!

Zhong Wan quickly took another bite; the familiar texture and taste.

Okay, her sense of taste has really come back.

For a moment, Zhong Wan's feelings were truly mixed.

I don't know whether to be happy or not; my wish to take this opportunity to lose weight has instantly fallen through.

My sense of taste has returned, but the system's notification that the punishment is over has not yet sounded.

So what is her current situation?

She didn't feel unwell anywhere!

As Zhong Wan pondered these thoughts, even her chewing movements slowed down considerably.

Lin Yan'an had been watching her movements out of the corner of his eye, and seeing this, he couldn't help but turn around and ask with concern, "What's wrong, Wanwan?"

Hearing this, Zhong Wan looked up and smiled at Grandpa Zhou and Uncle Zhao, who both looked concerned. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine. Uncle Zhao's cooking is excellent. The buns smell delicious!"

As she spoke, she gave Uncle Zhao a thumbs-up.

"That's good. Eat more tonight if you like it."

Uncle Zhao chuckled and pushed the steamed bun towards her again.

Grandpa Zhou looked at Baozi, then at Zhong Wan, a strange glint in his eyes.

My conversation with Lin Yan'an last night still rings in my ears, but a night has passed and my taste buds seem to be...

Lin Yan'an instantly thought of the same thing as him.

There were no outsiders present, and Old Master Zhou had shown great kindness and saved Uncle Zhao's life.

Lin Yan'an then asked without any hesitation, "Wanwan, your sense of taste... has returned?!"

His words were tinged with anticipation.

Zhong Wan turned to look into his eyes, nodded, sighed softly, and said in a somewhat complicated tone, "My sense of taste has returned to normal..."

"But my weight loss plan has failed! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~"

"real?!"

Lin Yan'an felt relieved, and her tone became much lighter.

This is undoubtedly good news for him.

As for her weight loss plan? LOL, he doesn't want her to lose weight at all.

I wasn't fat to begin with.

Seeing his bright smile, Zhong Wan gave him a wry smile, just about to mutter a complaint under her breath...

Then we heard Old Master Zhou's voice.

"Very good!"

His voice was loud and clear, full of laughter: "It's good that Wanwan is alright now. Looks like it was just a false alarm."

"Do you still want to eat that braised pork from yesterday? If so, I'll have Xiao Zhao make you another serving at noon."

Although Uncle Zhao was somewhat puzzled, he knew what he should and shouldn't ask, especially since he wasn't a particularly curious person.

As long as it doesn't harm Old Master Zhou's health, he doesn't care about anything else.

He obediently followed the old man's suggestion and said with a smile, "Alright, let's have braised pork again for lunch today."

However, Zhao Jun turned to look at the old man sitting in the main seat and solemnly instructed him, "Grandpa, you are not allowed to go into the kitchen at noon today. Also, although you didn't eat much yesterday, you have to control yourself today and not be greedy."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Zhou nodded perfunctorily and said, "I understand."

In a secluded corner where no one was watching, Zhong Wan sighed softly and muttered, "I finally got to lose weight happily, but I didn't expect it to end so quickly."

She lowered her head, opened her mouth wide, and took a big bite of the steamed bun, muttering to herself in surprise.

Isn't it said that a random bodily sensory function will weaken for seven days?

Why is it using such a random method?!

Yesterday, it was our sense of taste that was diminished; what is it that is diminishing today?!

Her subtle emotional changes were easily concealed from the old man and the others.

But she couldn't hide it from Lin Yan'an, who was with her day and night.

Her sense of taste returned, but she didn't seem excited at all.

Lin Yan'an guessed the reason and felt both amused and heartbroken.

His silly girl was actually still upset about her failed diet?!

He had never seen her so down when her sense of taste was diminishing.

However, in order to confirm the extent of her sensory recovery...

Lin Yan'an picked up the small dish, and Uncle Zhao placed the pickled garlic he had personally prepared in front of her, saying casually, "Try this last night, it's Uncle Zhao's hometown recipe, it's perfect with porridge."

Zhong Wan, without suspecting anything, reached out and picked up a small piece with her chopsticks.

I picked it up and held it in front of me, then subconsciously sniffed it.

But I didn't smell anything at all?

"Um?"

Zhong Wan was a little puzzled, so she moved closer and took a deep sniff, but still couldn't smell anything.

In an instant, it dawned on me.

The punishment began on the second day, and this time it was... the sense of smell.

Hmm, it doesn't seem to have much of an impact.

Zhong Wan thought uncertainly for a moment, then opened her mouth and took a bite.

The sweet and sour garlic flavor instantly filled her mouth, followed by a sip of porridge...

Just as Lin Yan'an said,

"Great, it's delicious!"

Zhong Wan replied and cheerfully started eating.

Her fleeting emotional shift did not escape Lin Yan'an's notice.

He lowered his eyes, picked up a piece of sweet garlic, sniffed it lightly, and then ate it.

His gaze, however, remained fixed on Zhong Wan's profile.

Is it the sense of smell this time?

Lin Yan'an thought for a moment and whispered the question in her ear.

Zhong Wan paused upon hearing this, turning her head with a look of shock in her eyes.

Those bright, watery eyes clearly flashed with the words: How did you know?!

Her emotions were all written on her face and in her eyes.

Lin Yan'an saw it clearly, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly, "It's okay, today I'm your personal nose."

"hey-hey."

Zhong Wan smiled and nodded, saying affirmatively while eating her steamed bun, "Not bad, very self-aware."

"Mr. Lin, you've made great progress."

"Fortunately, there's still room for improvement."

Lin Yan'an replied very modestly, while Zhong Wan nodded in satisfaction: "Indeed, keep up the good work!"