Zhan Yunxiao just said it casually and didn't notice Xia Luo's abnormality.
He reached out to Xia Luo for chopsticks, and when Xia Luo didn't respond, he asked, "What's wrong? What are you spacing out about?"
Xia Luo snapped out of it and gave a bright smile: "I wasn't spacing out, here's the chopsticks. I've never had it before, but even if I haven't eaten pork, I've at least seen a pig walk, right? I learned it all on Xiaohongshu, there are a lot of cooking tutorials there, and I picked it up quickly. By the way, was I a cook in my previous life? I must have been, and a really good one at that. I'm thinking of opening a restaurant, what do you think?"
"No, it's too tiring. Just cook what you like when you have free time, no need to turn it into a career," Zhan Yunxiao refused flatly.
Xia Luo pouted, "You won't let me do anything. Do you expect me to stay home and rely on you to support me?"
