"I want to eat this."
"Sure, I'll make it for you."
"I want to eat that, too."
"Sure, I'll make that for you, too," said Fu Huanzhi, his face full of affection.
"My wife can have whatever she wants."
"Then I want to eat the one he made, too."
"No," Fu Huanzhi said, his expression changing at once.
As if! How could she eat something made by a romantic rival? His wife loved food so much. What if the guy lured her away?
With a firm refusal on his face, Fu Huanzhi began to make a veiled threat to Ji Jie.
"Honey, if you eat something made by some wild man out there, you won't get to eat the Mont Blanc I made with my own hands. You've wanted it for ages, haven't you?"
At the mention of Mont Blanc, Ji Jie’s eyes lit up. She forgot everything else. It was the first dessert he had made for her, the first time they met, and it had sweetened her heart, too.
When a foodie meets a chef, the foodie's taste buds and stomach are bound to food. Before they know it, they can't live without you. Who knows when you even stole their heart?
When a chef meets a foodie, all he wants is to serve you the most delicious food in the world. Watching you take a bite and break into a smile, healed by the food, is the greatest trap of my life.
