Looking at Zhao Hongsheng by her side, Tang Ruyan couldn't help but give a self-deprecating smile. What use was social status without a caring man to look after and cherish her?
Seeing Tang Ruyan suddenly space out, Zhao Hongsheng's brows furrowed. What was this woman thinking now? Hadn't she said she was going to introduce the dishes on the table? Why had she suddenly stopped talking?
Zhao Hongsheng's gaze grew colder, truly not reliable in a pinch!
"What does everyone think of this 'National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance' dish?" Since the chess piece was useless, Zhao Hongsheng had to speak up himself.
Zhao Hongde furrowed his brows slightly, but he wasn't looking at the 'National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance'; he was staring blankly at a very simple lotus root dish in the corner.
Zhao Hongsheng didn't notice his odd behavior; today's goal was to get Lin Yuan to compete in a cooking competition, and all his attention was focused on her.