Paired with cooked bright green bok choy, silky fried eggs, and her unique seasoning skills, topped finally with sesame oil, even Master Chen was drawn over by the aroma.
"Really smells good, Mr. Qin, your wife's cooking skills could open a restaurant."
Mr. Qin smiled, his wife does indeed own a restaurant, and it's doing quite well.
Just as Lin Chuxia was about to serve the noodles, a pair of large hands reached out first, "Let me do it, careful it's hot."
Lin Chuxia let him serve the noodles to the table outside and sat across from him, seeing the man not moving his chopsticks for a while, she smiled and said, "Eat, it won't taste good once it gets clumpy. Also, Qin Yang, happy birthday!"
Qin Yang looked up, his eyes brimming with mirth and emotion, scratching the back of his head embarrassedly.
"Lin Chuxia, you know? It's been a long time since I celebrated my birthday."
