A Picnic, Underworld Style (1)
Ying Yue Garden was bustling in the early hour of the morning. The master of the house was so immersed chopping vegetables and busying himself with preparations for his scheduled appointment that he had failed to see the myriad of expressions decorating his employees face. He also failed to hear the familiar footsteps that approached his place.
Yan Qing Shan arrived at the kitchen, ready to cook food for her and Zi Jue's picnic. A picnic isn't one without delicious food. That was her simple principle. Good food nourished not only the body but also soothed the mind and soul. Somehow, Yan Qing Shan could understand the Aces' sentiments when it comes to dishes. It was because of her cooking that got her recognition from them. Truly, food can pry open a path to anyone's hearts.