The farce has come to an end.

Afterwards, Qin Zhengwen didn't seem to notice anything amiss. When it was time for dinner, Luo Chen wanted to leave, but Qin Zhengwen invited him to stay for dinner.

It was hard to refuse such hospitality.

Luo Chen had no choice but to stay.

But after what had happened before, Luo Chen was now filled with unease.

They were afraid that Qin Xiyao might cause some trouble next.

Sometimes, what you fear most is exactly what will happen.

Luo Chen thought it would be a simple home-cooked meal, but he never expected it to be a trap.

The Qin family does have a chef, but today, the chef is on holiday.

Yes, it was arranged by Qin Xiyao.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, Qin Xiyao had already put on a white apron and started busying herself in the kitchen.

Undisturbed during the process, Qin Xiyao thus entered a state of perfect harmony between herself and the chef.

When you exit, all the dishes you're supposed to eat will be ready.

She looked at the dishes she had made with great satisfaction.

The taste and color were both excellent; how could Qin Xiyao not be satisfied?

[...]

"Uncle Qin, should I go back first?"

The table full of dishes, which should have been a delicious meal, inexplicably horrified Luo Chen.

"this……"

Qin Zhengwen was at a loss for words. If someone else had said such rude things at this mealtime, Qin Zhengwen would have flipped the table and stopped everyone from eating.

Even Luo Chen felt dissatisfied.

However, at this moment, Qin Zhengwen did not have such thoughts; instead, he felt a headache and helplessness.

Somewhat speechless, he looked at Qin Xiyao, who seemed uninvolved.

Where is the chef?

"It's holiday time."

Have a holiday?

Qin Zhengwen was stunned. How come he didn't know this?

But upon closer reflection, it must have been arranged by her own daughter.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhengwen looked at Luo Chen suspiciously again, not understanding what had happened between them that made them treat each other this way.

Qin Zhengwen was also aware of Qin Xiyao's culinary skills.

When Qin Xiyao was young, she developed an interest in cooking. Qin Zhengwen initially approved of this and encouraged her to pursue her hobby.

But as more and more members of the Qin family suffered stomach perforations, foaming at the mouth, and were sent to the hospital...

Qin Zhengwen immediately stopped Qin Xiyao from stepping into the kitchen, lest someone else suffer innocent harm.

Although it curbed Qin Xiyao's interest in this area, it did not stop her from liking it.

Even though I can't go into the kitchen, I still stay in my room to do research, and occasionally I'll take cooking classes to try out my new ideas.

Qin Zhengwen knew about all these things, but as long as no innocent victims appeared, he let Qin Xiyao do as she pleased.

I never expected to witness my daughter's culinary skills again today.

Unbearable memories flooded my mind, the dark events causing me headaches and helplessness.

In addition, Luo Chen seemed to have already witnessed his daughter's cooking skills, otherwise he wouldn't have shown a slightly horrified expression.

"How about we go out to eat? I haven't eaten out in a long time, and I'm suddenly missing it."

Luo Chen immediately agreed with Qin Zhengwen's suggestion.

"Uncle Qin, I know a place that has really good pasta. They have a special feature: they mix No. 42 concrete with No. 92 soy sauce. It's quite unique. I suggest you give it a try."

"Is that unique? I definitely have to try it. To be honest, I've never seen how to mix No. 42 concrete and No. 92 soy sauce. Just hearing about it makes me interested."

After saying that, the two stood up and prepared to walk outside.

"stop!"

After listening to their rambling nonsense, Qin Xiyao, who had been sitting quietly there, finally spoke.

The two paused, swallowing hard in unison.

But no one thought of turning around. The gazes fixed on them were enough to make their scalp tingle, so no one dared to turn around and meet their eyes.

"Where do you two... want to go?"

Qin Xiyao slowly stood up, crossed her arms, and spoke in a tone that, while not overly serious, carried a certain intimidating power.

Luo Chen and Qin Zhengwen dared not respond.

Although he hadn't done anything to wrong Qin Xiyao, Luo Chen felt a strange sense of guilt, though he didn't know what it was. It was as if he really owed Qin Xiyao something.

As for Qin Zhengwen, there's even less to mention. Although he's the father and the head of the Qin family, he can't even handle his daughter when she gets angry.

After so many years together, don't you know their temperaments and personalities?

Now, Qin Xiyao seems to be showing signs of anger.

[...]

Sitting back down in my chair, the food on the table was still warm and fragrant, and its color looked normal. But the thought of who made it made even seemingly normal things seem abnormal.

Luo Chen and Qin Zhengwen didn't even touch their chopsticks, they just stared at them longingly.

Knowing full well that Qin Xiyao made the dishes, how could anyone possibly have an appetite?

Especially when Qin Xiyao enthusiastically began to introduce the food she had made.

Their faces gradually turned pale, and they even seemed unaccustomed to it.

Who would have thought that there would be so many tricks involved in steaming white rice?

What looks like ordinary rice actually hides a secret: glutinous rice balls inside.

As the name suggests, once the food is in our mouths, we stay together as a family.

Rice wrapped in round rice symbolizes family reunion.

After her explanation, the two instinctively applauded Qin Xiyao.

In this regard, if Qin Xiyao is second, no one dares to be first.

As Qin Xiyao continued her introduction, Luo Chen and Qin Zhengwen realized that arranging Qin Xiyao in second place was a complete underestimation of her abilities.

The following dishes were even more outrageous.

It has reached the point of passing off fakes as real. As for what kind of dishes they are, you can think more about the school cafeteria.

For example, pineapple lotus root slices, crispy white fungus, crispy bananas, fried sugarcane, cantaloupe rice cakes, and beef cubes.

That's roughly the situation.

Without careful observation and explanation, it's easy to miss at first glance.

After Qin Xiyao finished her introduction, Luo Chen and Qin Zhengwen immediately passed on the previous dishes.

To put it mildly, I could only offer a steamed bun as a token gesture.

Look, what have we found?

The steamed buns were actually smoking.

The plot from that amazing drama has actually come true.

Looking at the steamed buns that resembled smoke bombs, the two fell into deep thought.

Should we eat this meal or not?

I don't know if I can handle eating it.

Anyway, Qin Zhengwen knew he couldn't handle it. He had almost not made it before, let alone now.

He's too old to endure this kind of suffering.

Now, we have no choice but to reluctantly let Luo Chen give it a try.

Upon receiving the signal from Qin Zhengwen, Luo Chen's lips twitched.

But before Luo Chen could politely decline the suggestion...

Qin Xiyao suddenly placed a plate on the table.

There was a round thing wrapped in tin foil on the plate. Since it was on the dining table, it must have been food.

"What, what is this?"

Luo Chen asked curiously.

Every dish Qin Xiyao brought out refreshed people's understanding and curiosity. Now, seeing such a large lump of food wrapped in tin foil like beggar's chicken, how could Luo Chen not be curious?

Qin Xiyao clapped her hands lightly, then smiled slightly smugly.

"This is the most important dish tonight."

What dish?

"My best friend!"