Joy then served him a piece of red-braised pork. Dean picked it up with a puzzled look and elegantly tasted it. He quickly confirmed that what he was eating was not red-braised winter melon.
Red-braised winter melon and red-braised pork looked alike, but the taste was completely different.
This piece of red-braised pork was the most delicious thing Dean had eaten in the past ten years. His eyebrows relaxed as he looked at Joy, "What are these dishes you served me?"
Joy put on a smile, showing her white teeth, and confessed, "Real potato stew with abalone, real red-braised pork. If you don't like them, I'll remove them right away."
As the saying goes, you don't hit a person who's smiling at you. She had to maintain the most charming smile.
Dean frowned, "Didn't Jennie tell you I don't like these?"
"It's not her fault. I insisted on making them. I'll take them away right now."