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Qi Yuanheng smiled, his handsome face shone in the light, "Of course, it's my honor." "No," he said.

She was too surprised to say anything. She stared blankly at him as he turned around and walked through a small door. If she guessed correctly, it was a small kitchen.

Was he really going to cook dinner for me?

In Niya's mind, Qi Yuanheng was a man who had never been to the kitchen before