C42 Dark Cuisine

Huo Yanshen calmly went to the kitchen under Su Nuan's suspicious gaze.

He stared at the ingredients that had just been taken out from the fridge. His face revealed an expression that was even more uncomfortable than losing a contract worth 100 million.

This matter that he didn't seem to be a complicated one, only now did he know how difficult it was.

"Mr. Huo, let's order takeout." Su Nuan