Uh...
Hearing Bai Menghan's assessment of him, Fang Chenyi couldn't help but complain to himself:
'Isn't that the truth? Spending 150 million to hire a team of chefs—what is that if not a total waste of money? Thank God I don't know whose damn money it was, or my heart would be aching something fierce.'
Of course, Fang Chenyi could only think these things to himself; he couldn't possibly say them out loud.
"Ahaha, I was just thinking that when there are more of us in the future, it'll be more convenient to eat together. Think about it. My parents, your parents, the two of us, and my sister... with so many people, we can't possibly be cooking for ourselves every day. Besides, I feel like we shouldn't waste our time on cooking, don't you think? We could be doing more meaningful things with that time. Wouldn't that be better?"
