Ling Sheng nodded lazily, shook her head, and closed her eyes. Upon smelling the familiar smell on his body, she felt her body and mind relax.
Xu Xi knocked on the door. âThird Master, the food is here. Do you want me to bring it in now?â
Jun Shiyan asked her, âDo you want to eat or take a shower first?â
âBring it in! Iâm hungry.â Ling Sheng could not be bothered to take a shower. She was exhausted. She had to continue filming in the afternoon and could not be bothered to put on makeup again.
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Jun Shiyan nodded, and Xu Xi opened the car door. The chefs carried plates covered by silver semicircular lids and entered.
âWhere are your friends? Do you want them to join us?â Jun Shiyan frowned slightly. His heart ached when he saw the tired young lady.
âTheyâre eating with the production team.â Before Ling Sheng had come, she had called for Ji Fanchen and Cheng Ye. Since they had been unwilling to come over, she had run back herself.
The meal was a western one, cooked by a three-star chef from a Michelin restaurant in C City. However, although Ling Sheng was a Chinese cuisine chef who had always been in awe of western food, she did not like it much.
Like her father, she felt a sense of pride when it came to Chinese food. No matter what you think, I think weâre impressive. I respect your eating habits, but I still think our ethnic diet is impressive.
Besides, as a chef, she would definitely not waste food. Regardless of whether the food was delicious, she could eat it all.
Upon seeing the young lady eating happily, Jun Shiyan said, âIf itâs delicious, weâll go to their restaurant tomorrow night. Any delays while the food is delivered will affect the taste of the food.â
Ling Sheng shook her head. âWe might have a gathering tonight. Senior Shangguan said that thereâs a delicious crayfish restaurant near the television station. The snake-flavored crayfish is delicious.â
Since the senior had spoken, it was naturally not appropriate for her to say no to him. Besides, she was a foodie herself and she yearned for delicious food all the time!
Jun Shiyan smiled. No matter what the young lady ate, it looked very appetizing. It was as though she was eating delicacies. He reached out to wipe the sauce from the corner of her lips and said, âYou can start a food show by yourself.â
Ling Sheng agreed solemnly. âI think so too. When I have time, Iâll talk to Director Mo and get him to film a food show for me. Then, Iâll go to various countries to eat their street food. What do you think?â
Jun Shiyan frowned slightly in disdain. âThat sounds dirty.â
âThird Master, you donât understand this, right? My father said that thereâs no such thing as high-class or low-class food.â Ling Sheng corrected him seriously.
Jun Shiyan asked, âDoes your father know about this?â
Ling Sheng pursed her lips, disappointment flashing across her eyes. She smiled and nodded. âYes, heâs a foodie. Heâs very knowledgeable when it comes to food.â
It was not this father of hers, but another father. It was her biological father. That was not right. This was also her biological father. Anyway, they were both her fathers.
Jun Shiyan smiled. So Huo Ci liked food a lot. He would remember that.
Ling Sheng then slept for half an hour and asked Jun Shiyan to be her alarm clock. When the time came, he would alert her. Before leaving, she stuffed the paper with the praise into his hand and held it. Then, she warned him seriously, âYouâre not allowed to look at it now. You can look at it after I leave!â