Su Chengxuan returned home, and they hadn't come back yet.
He walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and prepared to make dinner.
Su Jingyu's shop didn't close that early, so he planned to send the meal over later to spare them from ordering takeout again.
Su Chengxuan made a call to them, telling them not to place an order.
Su Guohua didn't like takeout either, and he hadn't expected that his son would one day be able to cook so well.
From childhood, he was pampered as he grew up, you could say he was spoiled, never having faced any real hardships.
Especially Zhang Juan, who doted on him endlessly.
However, seeing his son like this now, he thought Zhang Juan would be quite relieved in her heart.
Su Jingyu was still recruiting, but the two people who came for interviews today weren't quite suitable.
Those with too good of conditions looked down on her small shop.
