It's not him

It did not take long because there were two pairs of hands working together. Dai Shenqiang, who initially waited while sketching, could not resist the temptation after he took a sniff of the delicious aroma and hovered around the kitchen. He was just in time to see Li Caiyi move the side dish from the pan to a plate.

"It smells so good! What do you make?"

"We made sweet and sour pork chop stir-fry and seaweed soup. I heard you don't like mushrooms, so I chose seaweed instead. Is that okay?"

"Totally! Thanks a lot!" Dai Shenqiang's eyes brightened like a little kid. 

Dai Zhiqiang had prepared all the utensils on the table when Li Caiyi walked over with the side dishes in her hand. "Now, let's dig in, shall we?"