CHAPTER 339

"No way!"

Joanna's attitude was firm. "He's not worthy. I'll only cook for people who are worth my time."

"Then what about me?"

Mr. Q asked.

"You?"

Joanna was still thinking about it when Mr. Q said with a smile, "I'm kidding. I'm more interested in cooking for you than tasting your cooking."

"I can see that you're someone who gives more than he takes, like the old me. As someone who has experience in this matter, let me give you a piece of advice. Stop doing that. You should love yourself more."

He shook his head, then murmured as if talking to himself, "Sometimes being able to cook for the person you like is also a kind of happiness."

"..."

Joanna was stunned. She blushed involuntarily.

'What is he doing? Confessing?'

She was particularly empathetic to words like that, so she was easily touched by them.