Jiang Wang sat at the dining table waiting for quite a few minutes before finally seeing someone, not knowing what kind of mischief Jun Yan was up to, calling someone and taking several minutes.
Just as Jiang Wang couldn't help but get up to check on the situation, the two of them walked in one after the other.
He immediately flashed a smile, "Miss Si, look, the dishes Jun Yan and I made together, do you like them?"
Si Fan's gaze naturally fell on the seven or eight exquisitely plated dishes on the table, each one pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Wang spoke in a serious tone, "Allow me to formally introduce this dish to you, Miss Si: it's steamed abalone, stir-fried cold shrimp, and this pan-seared steak, taken from the one tender piece of meat on the cow at the first ray of morning sunlight. It's tender and soft, juicy and tasty, a taste that is mesmerizing, intoxicating..."
Si Fan: "..."
Jun Yan: "… Do you think you're very funny?"
