Nan Zhi's eyes held a hint of helplessness. Was this something he could possibly know?

However, Wange's guess wasn't entirely wrong. He wasn't wearing a mask when he went out with Wange today, and when she turned around to let him pass, she did hear that woman say:

This young man is really good-looking. It wouldn't be bad to bring him home as a son-in-law.

It wasn't until Wan Ge grabbed his hand that he changed his mind: "So you already have a girlfriend? That won't do, we can't ruin your reputation."

…

"Have you picked out all the ingredients?" Nan Zhi asked, squeezing her hand tightly.

Wan Ge gave a soft "Mmm": "Would you like to see if there's anything else you particularly want to eat?"

Nan Zhi replied "no," and Wan Ge took her people home.

Nan Zhi leaned against the kitchen door and asked, "Can you really cook?"

Nan Zhi wasn't completely unaware of his fiancée; he had known about her since childhood.

So you can imagine why a pampered young lady who never lifts a finger would personally cook for him.

"Are you doubting me? It's okay, just wait and see, it'll be fine soon." Wan Ge's voice was very soft and gentle.

For a fleeting moment, Nan Zhi even felt that the voice he heard was completely different from the person in front of him.

They have the same face and the same voice, but I always feel like it's not complete.

Wan Ge thought to herself: "Hmph! How dare a man doubt me, your sir! I'll make you fall in love with me after you've tasted me. I'll marry no one but you from now on."

Nan Zhi stood silently beside her, helping her with the cooking. He didn't think about anything else while cooking and focused on preparing the dishes.

In the end, Wan Ge prepared three meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a soup. Considering that there were only two people eating, the portions were relatively small.

The finished product looks amazing and smells delicious and appetizing. Whether it tastes as good as it looks, we'll only know after we try it.

However, Nan Zhi really didn't expect that a young lady like him could cook so skillfully, just like a master chef.

Nan Zhi thought he had already done a great job of cooking independently for so long, and never expected the other person to be even better.

Perhaps she's very interested in cooking, but unfortunately her parents probably won't agree.

…

Wan Ge offered him a taste, but she couldn't help feeling nervous.

Will Nan Zhi like it? Will he feel too full?

Even though Wan Ge had made all of his favorite dishes and knew he would love them, she pretended it was her first time cooking for him, feeling both excited and nervous.

Nan Zhi took a bite and found it even tastier than he had imagined, surpassing the dishes of so many famous chefs he had eaten: "It's delicious."

"Eat more if you like it. I noticed you didn't eat much at noon." As Wan Ge spoke, she took a bowl and ladled some soup for him.

Once they started eating, they stopped talking and quietly enjoyed their food.

Of course, this excludes what's in one's heart.

…

After dinner, Nan Zhi put the dishes in the dishwasher and began to have a serious chat with Wange: "Before you came here, did you know what kind of person I am?"

Wan Ge nodded: "Yes, I've heard that. You're a rather solitary person who likes to be alone."

Nan Zhi gave a soft "hmm".

Then Wan Ge said, "It's okay, I also like to be alone sometimes, I'll give you space."