True Lady's Identity Is Revealed

Xia Yun used all her skills to make the few dishes that she had just learned.    

    

Ji Wenhuan came over when he smelled it.    

    

"Oh my, it smells so good! Yun Yun, aren't you too amazing? In such a short period of time, you've already finished cooking so many dishes. Furthermore, it seems to be very delicious... Madam, Madam? Qingzhan, Qingzhan! "    

    

The first to come down was Ho Wei.    

    

Ho Wei picked up her chopsticks and tasted it, revealing a surprised expression.    

    

"Yunyin, your cooking skills are really not bad!"    

    

Then, the three of them sat in front of the table and waited for a long time, but Ji Qingzhan still did not come down.    

    

The smile on Xia Yun's lips was a little stiff.    

    

Seeing this, Ji Wenhuan volunteered to go upstairs. After a long time, Ji Qingzhan slowly followed behind him.    

    

Xia Yun's face looked better. She smiled at Ji Qingzhan and said, "Qingzhan, I only learned these dishes recently. I don't know how they are..."    

    

As she spoke, she picked up a chopstick and handed it to his mouth.    

    

"Try it. Is it delicious?"    

    

However, Ji Qingzhan did not open his mouth.    

    

He even took a step back and said coldly, "No need to try it. It doesn't seem to be as good as the food I make."    

    

Xia Yun's hand that was holding the food froze in midair.    

    

Ji Wenhuan rolled his eyes.    

    

"Qingzhan, why are you still so straight? I'm a girl, and I worked so hard to make so many dishes. How can you say that? Come, come, come. Don't bother with him. Madam and I both think that the dishes you make are delicious. - -"    

    

After helping Xia Yun out of her predicament, she turned her head to look at Ji Qingzhan.    

    

"Furthermore, what do you mean by it doesn't seem to be as delicious as the food you made? I still don't know you. When did you go down to the kitchen and cook? "    

    

Ji Qingzhan said in a short voice, "I did."    

    

The air was silent for three seconds.    

    

The next second, Ji Wenhuan shouted excitedly.    

    

"What? You actually cooked before? When? How come I don't know?"    

    

Ho Wei was stunned.    

    

Then, she hammered her own chest and revealed a heartbroken expression.    

    

"My son has grown to such an age. It was not easy for him to cook, but as my biological mother, I have never tasted his cooking... This really makes me sad, wuwuwuwu..."    

    

Ji Qingzhan looked at her.    

    

"It's for Xi."    

    

Ho Wei's fake crying choked in her throat.    

    

The next second, she revealed a gratified smile.    

    

"Xi? That was no problem! I was originally worried that you were too straight and would not chase after girls. I didn't expect that my son, who has never entered the kitchen before... I didn't expect that my son, who has never been to the kitchen before, would actually wash his hands and make soup for the girl he likes... But... "    

    

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned.    

    

"Can you eat the food you cook? I doubt it. "    

    

Ji Qingzhan was speechless."    

    

"Mom, am I really your son?" Ji Qingzhan asked.    

    

Ho Wei cleared her throat. "It's not that I haven't eaten it before, so, normally, I would like to ask..."    

    

Ji Wenhuan, who was beside her, could not help but interrupt.    

    

"That's because your mother has no talent in this aspect. Before you were born, she was also popular and went into the kitchen a few times. However, all she made was dark cooking... It was so dark that it couldn't be any darker... "    

    

As she spoke, she revealed an expression of pain as she recalled her past.    

    

"So, she was worried that you would inherit her - -"    

    

Halfway through his words, Ho Wei turned her head and glared at him. She immediately shrank her neck and looked up at the sky.    

    

"Ahem, I didn't say anything just now."    

    

Only then did Ho Wei withdraw her gaze.    

    

Just as she was about to say something, Xia Yun suddenly walked towards Ji Qingzhan. Her face could not be hidden, and she looked like she was about to collapse.    

    

"Qingzhan, you, you personally cooked for her?"