It wasn't long before it was time to eat, and because of the time constraints, Ellen Young hadn't prepared anything that required a long stewing time.
It was all quick-cooking dishes.
However, through her hands, each dish seemed to have a magic touch, emitting a special fragrance.
Taking a bite was incredibly flavorful.
Zoe Lewis had tasted many delicious Chinese meals, but Ellen Young's culinary skills were unquestionably top-notch.
She was extremely satisfied with the meal.
She almost shed tears.
With a high IQ, having accomplished so much, and now even attending to life's little details so meticulously and perfectly, was there anything she couldn't do?
When emotions ran high, they couldn't be concealed, and Zoe Lewis couldn't help but blurt out, "Ellen Young, if I hadn't met Clinton White and married him so early, I might have pursued you."
What's marriage and romance anyway?
A girl with high IQ, good looks, and delicious cooking—she would accept her too.