"Crash!" He Lei forcefully pushed the window open to the bottom, allowing the bitterly cold wind to rush into the room. The howling north wind instantly blew a path through the scattered smoke.
Liu Yunpeng took several deep breaths of fresh air, feeling a sense of relief. The cool breeze cleared away the awkwardness of his earlier smoke-induced coughing.
"Hey, Brother Lei, I asked the kitchen to prepare a few dishes at noon. I'm not sure if they'll suit your taste." At this moment, Liu Yunpeng had none of the arrogance typical of a spoiled rich kid. He carefully placed the prepared dishes on the table, waiting for He Lei's comments.
The quality of Liu Shi's cooking was unquestionable. Having been chosen by Liu Fugui to take care of his family's meals for years, his skills were naturally exceptional.
Putting aside the taste, just the appearance and aroma of the dishes were enough to make He Lei feel the urge to move his chopsticks.
