Finally, Xu Keke did a mukbang for them.

Zhou Heng's cooking skills are excellent. Although the ingredients in the space station are not as fresh as in previous years, and many are even synthetic substitutes that only mimic the similar taste, combining them to recreate the flavors of the dishes from the past still requires considerable skill.

For a time on the space station, people began to pursue simple and exquisite tastes, using flavor enhancers to satisfy their palates. At the same time, they used various nutrient solutions to replenish their energy. Over time, someone brought up the long-lost art of cooking. After extensive archaeological work and complex exploration, this skill was revived.

This skill is categorized as an art form, lacking strict standardized procedures and allowing for very flexible combinations. Sometimes it aligns with traditional dishes, while other times it caters to modern tastes. Therefore, learning it requires talent.

This is why Xu Keke was always very resistant to cooking during those years. In her deeply ingrained mind, it was too difficult to do it well.

Zhou Heng, however, possesses exceptional talent in this area. He even has the ability to apply what he's learned to other situations. The dishes he creates are visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious, making them Xu Keke's favorite.

Xu Keke chewed slowly and deliberately, while Zhou Heng stood by her bedside.

She really wanted him to sit down. Being watched by those people outside the "Sky Eye" while eating wasn't so bad. Back when they held meetings in the administrative hall, the Sky Eye was always on. She was used to it. After all, she couldn't see them, and she didn't care what others thought.

But having someone standing next to you and watching you eat can be oppressive. Actually, it wasn't so bad before, but after leaving the world of period dramas, Xu Keke has found it a bit difficult to adjust psychologically.

This person is especially attentive, constantly watching your every move. They'll add more drinks from time to time and wipe the sauce off your lips.

She watched as the soiled white handkerchief was removed from her face, neatly folded, and carefully placed aside. Xu Keke looked at Zhou Heng with a hint of helplessness, and for some reason, she thought of a line from an old video game: "To win a woman's heart, you must first win her stomach."

He had already won over her stomach; as for her heart, that was what he wanted. Xu Keke frowned slightly. Zhou Heng noticed this subtle expression, not thinking of himself, and carefully observed her emotions, trying to find the reason.

Xu Keke sighed almost imperceptibly. If she weren't live-streaming, she really wanted to ask him a question.

What do you want?

When she brought him back from another space station, he was badly injured. Wei Chi performed more than a dozen surgeries on him before his body regained its functions.

Later, he took the initiative to offer to be her personal assistant. Huang Pinjia initially disagreed, disliking that he was a man and saying it would be inconvenient. She also questioned his background. As her fiancé, Huang Pinjia had the right to do so, at least that's what she believed.

However, Xu Keke knew to some extent that Huang Pinjia wasn't bothered by Zhou Heng's background on other space stations. He was simply disgusted by Zhou Heng's good looks. Later, Huang Pinjia specifically brought his cousin over to work as her personal assistant for a few days. That kid, besides being ordinary-looking, had no other distinguishing features.

She quit after only a few days and went online, saying the job was inhuman. It was then that Xu Keke realized how terrifying working for her was in the eyes of outsiders. She also realized that her former personal assistant quitting probably wasn't a personal matter, but simply because she'd had enough of her.

From then on, Huang Pinjia had no more complaints about Zhou Heng. Because of his cousin's words, everyone was waiting to see how long Zhou Heng could hold out. Xu Keke admitted that even she was watching. So she wasn't as polite as she had been to Huang Pinjia's cousin; she vented all her shortcomings and emotions without reservation. There was no hiding anything.

Later she learned that because of her outspokenness, Zhou Heng had earned the reputation of being stubborn. To be honest, she felt that she and Zhou Heng were somewhat well-matched.

This person is too rigid, and seems inflexible in his actions. The only thing that surprised Xu Keke was his cooking skills, which were not something someone as inflexible as him could do.

Xu Keke's eyes were like a knife, slowly slicing across Zhou Heng's face.

Actually, his appearance was already imprinted in her mind; after all, he was indeed handsome. Zhou Heng and Huang Pinjia's good looks were different.

Huang Pinjia has delicate features, and his fondness for old-fashioned etiquette gives him a somewhat pretentious air, making him appear like a refined gentleman. His voice, in particular, is quite unique; it's unclear where his family hired a teacher, but his vocal delivery is different from most people's—deep, resonant, and magnetic.

Zhou Heng was different; his beauty possessed an aggressive quality. Thick, sword-like eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a straight nose, and thin, somewhat sensual lips. His skin was a healthy tan, and his features and physique complemented each other perfectly, without any sense of incongruity. A rugged, powerful beauty.

But he was very composed, meticulous in his work despite his seemingly rough exterior, and knew how to balance tension and relaxation. His temperament tempered his burgeoning wildness.

This is also what Xu Keke dislikes about him; it's as if he's being suppressed or imprisoned by something, which conceals his true self.

Wei Chi once told himself that people's aesthetic standards have changed a lot. Huang Pinjia's type is no longer popular, and Zhou Heng's type is what girls like now.

But what you like is a matter of personal feeling, and has nothing to do with trends.

Even now, she still likes Huang Pinjia's voice and looks. Even though she knows he's a bit foolish and arrogant, that's how he was when she first started liking him a long time ago.

When you like something, who cares if it's made of mud or some other low-grade material? As long as you like how it looks, that's all that matters.

Xu Keke probably sensed that Zhou Heng had noticed her scrutinizing gaze. He remained motionless, his face expressionless, like a cold robot. Xu Keke felt somewhat bored.

Zhou Heng pushed the plate he was holding away, somewhat surprised. This was her favorite crab roe tofu; had her taste changed after waking up? Zhou Heng was a little confused. He hesitated before putting the plate away.

Xu Keke laughed instead; she hated his knowing look. While she disliked beating around the bush, she also hated being controlled. She preferred to be in control of some things.

"Since I have resigned from all my positions in the Executive Office, I request that the Executive Office also withdraw all my benefits. I am no longer in a position, so I should not enjoy any of its benefits."