Wang Lan sat up, bewildered, "Is this restaurant really that famous?"
Sheng Xin nodded, "I've heard the chef here cooks delicious meals. If there's a chance to buy the secret recipes and enhance my own cooking skills, that would be wonderful."
Wang Lan gazed at Sheng Xin with sparkling eyes, surprised, "Xinxin, you can cook?"
Sheng Xin chuckled, "When I was studying abroad, I got tired of the local bread and milk and had to learn to cook for myself."
Wang Lan's satisfaction for Sheng Xin deepened.
Sheng Xin, tall and beautiful, from a privileged background, and educated abroad, could now even cook.
Wang Lan thought of her as the perfect daughter-in-law she had always dreamed of. Not only could she boast about Sheng Xin among her circle of high-society friends, but she could also enjoy homemade meals. Maybe they wouldn't even need a housekeeper anymore.
Compared to Gu Dai, she was much better!
As for Jiang Yue...