C108 His Real Face

"Indeed, the tables have turned now."

Pei Chenglin sat across from Nian Wanwan, eyeing the colorful spread of dishes. He finally settled on the broccoli, deciding to start with the vegetables.

"How is it?" Nian Wanwan asked, clearly invested. She hadn't cooked in a long time, usually opting for simple meals at home. Since Qin Yanting came around, he had taken over the cooking duties.

"Uh..