Lin Yuan didn't care what others thought; at the moment, her entire focus was on herself and the two people around her.
Bai Jing was all talk but no action, constantly ordering the Little Eunuch around while he himself didn't lift a finger.
The Little Eunuch likely understood Bai Jing's temperament, scrambling to follow his instructions without daring to make a sound.
What made it even more amusing was that the Little Eunuch didn't have the slightest grasp of culinary skills. He could wash vegetables, but he was completely helpless when it came to picking or cutting them.
Either he would save the leaves that were supposed to be discarded or toss the stems that should've been kept, invariably earning a disdainful eye roll from Bai Jing.
Lin Yuan shook her head, having already given up hope on Bai Jing. You can tell a person's character from the way they cook—what good dish could someone like him possibly make?
