What is this? Burnt medicinal herbs?
Jiang Fan asked in astonishment.
Chen Siling sat across from him.
Unlike her usual reserved, dignified bearing as a young lady of a great household, she had deliberately put on a greasy apron.
Her normally fair, tender hands were also covered in oil stains that hadnt been washed clean.
Even her face, which had been breathtakingly beautiful just moments ago, had been deliberately made up so that her hair was disheveled and her face was smeared with cooking smoke and grease.
She looked exactly like a maidservant who did hard labor.
Young Master jests. These are dishes this humble girl cooked herself.
Chen Siling smiled without warmth, doing her best to make herself seem detestable.
Although they look a little ugly, theyre actually quite delicious.