"Zhiyi, can you tell me how to make this beef dish? I promise I won't leak it, I just want to cook it for Runjie, he loves beef!"
In fact, Tan Yanli said these words quite naturally, without any ulterior motive, but to Deng Zhiyi's ears, it sounded harsh.
He didn't like at all that when she was sitting with him, her mind was still on another man, even if that man was her husband.
"Oh, if it's too difficult for you, never mind! I'm not insisting!"
Seeing Deng Zhiyi's expression wasn't good, Tan Yanli thought he didn't want to share his secret recipe.
"Oh, it's alright!"
Deng Zhiyi snapped out of it, smiled, and said, "I'll give it to you, I'm still willing! I'll have the front desk print out a document for you in a bit!"
"Okay, thanks a lot!"
Tan Yanli beamed with joy. Seeing that Deng Zhiyi hadn't taken a bite, she urged, "Zhiyi, why aren't you eating?"
"Oh, I am eating!"
