Chen Yan's eyes sparkled. Her cousin wanted to eat Crispy Meat, so her brother-in-law had shamelessly asked the State Banquet Master for the recipe.
These two are just too sweet together, aren't they?
She couldn't even focus on eating, typing away a message to Shen Jiayue, "Wow! Your Xu Bao just asked that State Banquet big shot how to make Crispy Meat, saying you liked it..."
"Ah? I just casually mentioned it last night."
"Why do I feel even more jealous hearing that? Seriously, if you weren't my cousin, how great would that be? Then I could be wielding my little hoe, trying to poach your boyfriend!"
After sending that message, Chen Yan thought about it and retracted the message.
Even though she was rather attractive herself, and plenty of people called her a goddess when she posted selfies, she knew she couldn't compare to her cousin. Her legs weren't as long, her waist wasn't as slim, and her breasts were a cup size smaller. Even her car wasn't as expensive.
