After bustling about for an hour, Xiao Manxuan finally finished the meal, and it was already past noon.
"Lin Tian, how is it?" Xiao Manxuan asked nervously, watching Lin Tian drink the soup.
"Uh, how should I put it, there's still room for improvement." Lin Tian said very tactfully.
The little girl snorted: "Hmph, if it's not good, just say it. I've decided, from now on, I'll do all the cooking. I refuse to believe I can't get it right."
Honestly, the little girl's cooking skills were quite a bit below Mrs. Xiao and the Miss, even Lin Tian was better than her. However, it was edible, and for a wealthy young lady to achieve this level was already quite impressive.
After the meal, just as they put down their chopsticks, their phones chimed with incoming messages almost simultaneously.
"Class meeting..." they both said in unison.
