Usually she doesn’t have much time to buy vegetables, so she would stock up on a lot of things every time she went to a Chinese supermarket. She would occasionally make Chinese food and occasionally make Western food, and she could easily take out the ingredients for several dishes.

Like today, although she was temporarily trying to eat at home, she quickly made two dishes and one soup. Although the taste was average, she had never had any requirements for what she had eaten, so she was satisfied with her skills.

Although Shen Wangjin has eaten the food she cooked many times, Zhuang Yibo occasionally is worried about whether the food she cooks is in line with his appetite. After all, from past experience, he can cook and should be much better than her.

However, Shin Wangjin has never shown anything, just like every meal I ate in the past, without any special preferences, as if she was like her, and had no requirements for eating.

But today, halfway through the meal, he suddenly commented on the shredded beef she had stir-fried: "The beef is a bit old."

Zhuang Yibo was stunned for a moment, reacted for a few seconds before coming back to his senses, and responded softly: "Oh."

After pausing, she said again: "Then I'll try it next time to shorten the time."

"The eggs are a little fishy, ​​too," he continued, "the soup is a little salty."

These ten words criticized her two dishes and one soup. Zhuang Yibo couldn't react a little, and after a while he responded again, saying, "Then I'll pay attention next time."

After saying this, she lowered her head and ate two more bites of the meal, but she seemed to have a breath in her heart and could not calm down. After a while, she finally couldn't help but say, "I said I was treating you outside, but you said you didn't want to eat outside."

After hearing this, Shen Wangjin raised his eyes and glanced at her.

"I didn't do it well at first," she said. "You'll do it yourself next time."

As she said, she picked up a chopstick of beef and put it into her bowl, then served a bowl of soup for herself, and started drinking it.

Shin Wangjin looked at her quietly for a moment before speaking again: "Is this an unacceptable opinion?"

"Not you have such an opinion." Zhuang Yibo said, "This time the practice is the same as before. Why didn't you mention it before? Today, you criticize everything... Then don't eat it."

After listening to this, Shin Wangjin sighed slowly after a long time and said, "Maybe I'm not targeting these dishes?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yibo raised his head and looked at him. After a long time, he finally said, "Then are you targeting me?"

Shen Wangjin actually nodded slowly.

Zhuang Yibo was stunned for a moment, and the chopsticks he was holding in his hand stopped moving, just staring at him quietly.

"You didn't have such a big temper before," said Shin Wangjin, "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Yibo suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, bit his lip, and then breathed out again, saying, "I have said a long time ago that I am not what you think I am. I am the real one. If you can't accept it, there is nothing you can do..."

"When did I say I can't accept it?"

Zhuang Yibo felt that he was going to be completely confused by him, and bit his lip again before saying, "Then why are you targeting me?"

"Maybe I just think that if I give more opinions, I may get more benefits?" Shen Wangjin said slowly.

Zhuang Yibo was suddenly stunned, and for a moment he couldn't speak anything again.
Chapter completed!