Looking at his starry-eyed older sister, Lin Junyang really suspected he was going blind. Suddenly, he smirked and pointed at the other two dishes in front of Gu Haoyu, casually asking, "Sis, did you make these dishes?"
Actually, he didn't need to ask. Seeing those burnt vegetable leaves and the cucumber with its flowers and thorns, if he hadn't already given up on the idea that his sister could cook, there's no way he'd have touched that fish.
Lin Ruonan watched as Gu Haoyu took a bite of the steamed fish and looked satisfied, then she spared Lin Junyang a glance, "Of course I made them. How is it? Aren't you shocked to see your sister being capable both at home and in the kitchen? But you don't need to envy me; when you marry Xiao Xiao, I'll help train her well. I'll try to teach her my innate culinary skills."
Lin Junyang, "..."
Thanks a lot.
