The birthday party began as scheduled, and Ye Mingyue really had quite a few friends, including Chinese, white, and black people.
However, everyone was having a very pleasant conversation.
Holding a party is just that way, Gu Xiaoqing felt she wasn't quite suited for parties, as she was busily preparing the food nonstop.
"Oh my God, what is this, why does it taste so good?!"
A black student curiously tried Gu Xiaoqing's soup dumplings and shouted out in an eardrum-piercingly loud voice.
"This steak is really good. Jenny, where did you order this from? You must share the address with us!"
Another white woman took a bite of the steak and was instantly amazed at its taste, not only was the steak excellent, but the preparation techniques were impressive, and it was grilled perfectly.
"Mm-hmm, this egg tart tastes so authentic, done to perfection, even my family's private chef couldn't make something with this texture, oh my!"
