At dinner, when Su Qin sat down at the table, the meal was already prepared. Luo Tianyi, with a face full of anticipation, said earnestly, "This is a meticulously crafted dinner for Eldest Miss Su to taste."
Looking at the dishes on the table, six dishes and one soup, they were different in variety but strikingly similar in color, all a fiery red, which made Su Qin's eyes show a hint of surprise.
"A fully spicy feast? Is this Sichuan and Hunan cuisine you've learned?" Su Qin felt something was off, as she didn't recall saying she liked spicy food. Could it be that Luo Tianyi had investigated her?
Her father liked spicy food, and her mother wasn't much different. Naturally, she inherited this preference, and she had even surpassed them. However, people like them rarely showed their preferences, especially in food, which was more of a covert thing. Her love for beauty and her fondness for alcohol were just what she deliberately showed, with a good deal of pretense.
