Perhaps because of the solemn look on her face, the other people in the kitchen did not dare to speak. After waiting patiently for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Wang Zhanrui finally jumped in, frowning as he said, "Don't just stand there daydreaming; time waits for no one. We have two dishes to prepare—are you at all prepared?"
Hua Xiaomai looked up at him, smiled bitterly, and shook her head, "One flies through the forest, the other swims in the water, it's really..."
How should one put it? There were many ingredients in the world that did not complement each other, but with some thought, a way to make them coexist peacefully could always be found. The only exception was these two ingredients before her, which truly left her at a loss for ideas for the moment.
