Rumor has it that Chu Junhang is ruthless and cruel, and that anyone who crosses him meets a terrible end.
Yet somehow, she can hear the inner monologue of this trillion-yuan tycoon!
[Serve me fried eggs for breakfast again and I'll hang the delivery guy off the cross-river bridge! I'm starving. I want congee!]
To her face, he frowns coldly. “It'll do. A little salty.”
In his heart, he squeals like a frantic hamster: Ahhh, this congee is ambrosia! My goddess of a chef!
A cold, merciless business tycoon on the outside, with food on his mind and nothing else on the inside.
Shen Youwei takes the job as his personal chef, serving up century egg and lean pork congee, crab roe rice balls, and snowflake chicken mousse one after another.
His childhood sweetheart shows up and smashes the afternoon tea Shen worked so hard to make?
Chu Junhang takes her side on the spot. “You messed with my chef. It's getting cold out. The Murong family should go bankrupt!”
An actor friend drops by to mooch a meal, deliberately snatching the best dishes from the plates.
The man maintains his icy, refined demeanor, while inside he's cursing his food-loving rival with all his might.
Faced with the tycoon's dual nature, all bark and no bite, Shen Youwei sees right through him:
It doesn't matter if you're all talk. Just pay me more!
But as she keeps feeding him, the trillion-yuan tycoon's gaze gradually starts lingering on more than just the food...
