Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

The chefs of the Zhan family had all been Zhan Yuan's mentors.

"How is it? Do you like it?" the old lady asked. "Xiaoya, don't force yourself. If it tastes good, eat more. If it doesn't, just tell me I'll have Zhan Yuan whip up a couple of dishes for you right away."

Zhan Yuan had complete confidence in both the family chefs and his

grandmother.

He picked up a bite with his chopsticks and said, "The eldest lady would never force herself. If she says it's good, she means it. Our chefs haven't changed."

In other words, the same chefs who had taught Zhan Yuan to cook were still with the family.

Everyone was used to their food. Changing chefs would take time to adjust, and beyond that, the household had developed deep bonds with them. Most had been working with the Zhan family for over ten or even twenty years.

As long as the chefs were still capable, they wouldn't be asked to retire. And when they did reach retirement, the family ensured they received a monthly pension. After all, they had spent their best years satisfying the tastes of the Zhan household-it was only right to take care of them afterward.

Ouyang Ya replied, "Grandma Zhan, the dishes are delicious. You truly deserve the title of Zhan Yuan's cooking teacher. A great teacher raises great students." She hadn't expected Grandma Zhan to be skilled in the kitchen.

But then again, someone of her generation had likely lived through a great deal. She'd heard that Grandma Zhan was once a wealthy heiress, whose family later

fell into poverty before regaining their fortune. With such a journey full of ups and downs, it made sense that she would know her way around a kitchen. Ouyang Ya genuinely enjoyed the meal, which reassured the old lady and everyone else at the table.

Although Zhan Yuan was a talented cook, he wasn't home every day. Sometimes work took him away, and they had worried that Ouyang Ya might not enjoy the meals prepared by the household chefs.

that she clearly did, they were all at

the old lady remained fully confident in the chefs she had

raised such a capable student in

the Zhan Group each had their specialties, and Zhan Yuan would

brought Ouyang Ya over to sit on the sofa and

Ouyang Ya was practically monopolized by the old lady

sit beside Ouyang Ya, Zhan Yuan gave up and

had it cleaned, Zhan Yuan still felt the need to doublecheck everything. He carefully inspected the room and tidied it up again to ensure his young lady would feel completely at ease—comfortable and relaxed, just like at

night that Zhan Yuan finally had a chance to

that Grandma had grown tired and decided to

and his brothers to leave one

her hand, and held it tightly. Jealousy tinged his voice as he said, "Miss, I knew I'd be sidelined the

the second you walked in, I couldn't get anywhere near you. You

to

always had a close relationship with my grandparents. I

still call me Miss in your own house I'm worried your family will

my boyfriend now, not my

the cheek. When she didn't pull

Zhan Yuan pulled her into a tight embrace, his heart racing. Ouyang Ya stayed in his arms for a moment, then gently pushed him away and

I love you," Zhan Yuan said softly, his voice full of

in a low, affectionate