She earnestly assured Yun Jue, "The food freshly made is definitely tastier than the one that's been sitting in a food box for a while, and many dishes we have at the hotel are half-cold by the time they reach our dining room, which greatly affects the flavor. Most dishes are best when freshly cooked."
"Makes sense, makes sense!" Yun Jue nodded repeatedly, looking at Ye Xingbei, "Aunt, can we let... let..."
He pointed at Muu Qingwan, got stuck halfway through.
"My name is Muu Qingwan," Muu Qingwan quickly introduced herself, "If my benefactor doesn't mind, you can just call me Wanwan."
"Benefactor?" Yun Jue was glad he'd already swallowed what was in his mouth, or he would have spat it out.
He awkwardly waved his hand, "Please don't call me your benefactor, that's too shocking! You can just call me Yun Jue or Ah Jue, both are fine!"
"Okay," Muu Qingwan smiled shyly, "Then I'll call you Ah Jue. What kind of dishes do you like? I'll cook for you."
