Kang Xuan had booked dinner early that morning. He had reserved a wooden chalet at a villa on the cliffs of Nanjia Peak Mountain. The cluster of cottages, paired with their roast suckling pig, offered a unique local flavor. Since he wanted roast suckling pig for dinner, Kang Xuan had booked their hotel there for the night.
Kang Xuan had been separated from Xiao Linye all afternoon, so he still didn't know that Ye Yuning was from Manlang.
A waiter placed sliced roast suckling pig into Ye Yuning's small bowl, and she took a bite.
Then she remarked, "This doesn't taste any different from regular pork, does it?"
The roast suckling pig and lamb at Nanjia Peak were said to be delicious, but to Ye Yuning, this tasted no different from ordinary roasted meat. Moreover, the texture wasn't great, and it had a strange aftertaste she didn't particularly like.
Hearing this, Xiao Linye also picked up a piece and tried a small bite. His brow furrowed immediately.
