Feng Xiaoxiao was busy scalding the utensils, while Liu Yunpeng turned to chat with Fu Yu:
"I originally planned to invite you over to Hejiahuan for a meal, to try the specialties at our restaurant. But Xiaoxiao insisted that you usually eat seafood stir-fry at the restaurant and are probably tired of it, so she chose this place specially."
Fu Yu chuckled and joked, "Sister Feng knows how to care for people. But next time, I still want to try the specialties at your place. However, I'll have to sneak over."
Liu Yunpeng was taken aback and looked at Fu Yu, "Why is that?"
Fu Yu smiled awkwardly, "I'm afraid others might think Chef Liu is my brother and give me a free meal."
Liu Yunpeng burst into hearty laughter.
He was nearing forty, and already looked older than his peers. With his work in the kitchen, he was greasy and grimy every day, making it impossible to stay clean and tidy.
