A table full of dishes, the mother and daughter ate like a whirlwind, but Ye Chen didn't eat much.
After dinner, Xiaomei couldn't help but say, "Godfather's cooking is really delicious."
With a flushed face, Meng Wanting said, "Xiaomei, call him uncle, don't call him godfather."
Xiaomei said, "We're buddies, and since you're here, he's my godfather too."
Meng Wanting looked at Ye Chen embarrassedly and said, "Look at this child."
Ye Chen smiled lightly, "It's okay, she can call me whatever she likes."
Xiaomei made a face and ran back to the room to continue her homework.
Meng Wanting said, "The food you made is so delicious, have you learned to cook professionally?"
Ye Chen shook his head and said, "I'm pretty much self-taught."
"Wow, self-taught, that's really amazing."
"It's just alright. If I eat your cooking every day, I'd definitely gain weight," said Meng Wanting.
Meng Wanting had a very good impression of Ye Chen.
