Secret Kitchen System: Bind the Deceased Wife's Recipe at the Beginning

Meng Xu stood on the white jade square platform in the center of the temple. The stone under his feet was cold and biting, but it could not withstand the burning pain in his chest. He held the last recipe from Lin Wan in his hand. On the yellowed rice paper was her delicate handwriting, with a crooked little spoon drawn at the end, which was her exclusive signature invented when they first fell in love.