Oh no, I got fined.

"Young Master Lin, how is it? Is the meal prepared by the Young Miss delicious?" the chef asked with a smile.

Lin Xuan nodded. "Mm, it's quite good."

This was the first time Hua had ever cooked for him; he had to show his support!

Even if it tasted terrible, he had to say it was delicious!

Lin Xuan began to shovel the food into his mouth.

He piled a significant amount of vegetables and meat into his own bowl. The way he devoured the meal in large mouthfuls gave the impression that the food was truly delectable.

The chef smiled and said, "As long as you like it, Young Master Lin."

Just as he had expected, the dishes he had personally taught the Young Miss to make couldn't possibly taste bad.

Su Hua spoke up, "You will receive triple your bonus this month."

The chef's eyes lit up.

"Thank you, Miss."

Just as he had thought, he had secured a handsome bonus!

"Miss, whenever you wish to cook in the future, just come find me. I will personally teach you a few of my signature dishes. I guarantee Young Master Lin will love them," the chef said with a beaming smile.

Lin Xuan: "..."

He felt that it would be better to find a different teacher.

Seeing Lin Xuan eating with such relish, Su Hua became a little curious about the taste of her own cooking.

She picked up her chopsticks and reached for the green vegetables.

"Don't, Hua."

Lin Xuan grabbed Su Hua's hand, stopping her nervously.

"Hmm? Is something wrong, Xuan?"

Su Hua looked at Lin Xuan in confusion.

Lin Xuan said, "I want to eat the food Hua made all by myself."

The chef chuckled from the side.

He hadn't expected Young Master Lin to be so possessive, wanting to keep the Young Miss's cooking all to himself, not even allowing the Miss herself to have a taste.

The chef was confident in his own skills and in Su Hua, so he didn't smell anything fishy.

"Alright."

Su Hua nodded.

Lin Xuan continued to pile meat and vegetables into his bowl.

While stuffing his mouth with food, he mumbled indistinctly, "Delicious! It's simply too delicious! Hua, I didn't expect you to make something so tasty on your very first try."

Lin Xuan tried his hardest to shut down his sense of taste.

He didn't notice that Su Hua had been staring at him, her beautiful brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Just as Lin Xuan put a piece of beef into his mouth...

Caught off guard, Su Hua kissed him on the lips.

Lin Xuan: ???

What was going on?

Why did Hua suddenly kiss him?

While Lin Xuan was still stunned, Su Hua's nimble tongue slipped into his mouth, sweeping the beef he was eating into her own mouth.

Only then did Su Hua pull away from Lin Xuan's lips.

She chewed on the beef, her brows knitting together tightly.

She moved her chopsticks again.

She picked up a piece of fish, and just as she was about to put it in her mouth...

"Hua, don't!"

Lin Xuan tried to stop Su Hua once more.

Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Why do you keep stopping me, Xuan? Are you hiding some secret from me?"

"No," Lin Xuan shook his head.

"I just want to eat the food you made all alone."

Su Hua didn't say anything and continued to move the fish towards her mouth.

Sigh.

Lin Xuan sighed. It seemed he couldn't hide it any longer.

Su Hua ate the fish, then proceeded to try the other dishes, her beautiful brows knotting tighter with each bite.

The chef frowned in confusion.

What was happening? Why did he suddenly feel that the atmosphere in the dining room was a bit off?

"Hua, isn't it delicious?" Lin Xuan continued to eat the dishes on the table.

He had just picked up another piece of beef.

Su Hua grabbed his hand. "Stop eating."

Such terrible food shouldn't be eaten!

The chef felt even more uneasy.

Didn't the Young Miss love seeing Young Master Lin eat her cooking?

Why was she stopping him now?

Su Hua shot a chilling gaze toward the chef.

The chef's heart was pounding in his chest.

What was going on?

Why was the Young Miss looking at him with such eyes?

"M-Miss, what's wrong?" the chef asked with trepidation.

Su Hua twitched her lips and spoke in a cool tone, "Didn't you say that if you taught me personally, it would definitely be delicious?"

"Yes," the chef nodded. "With me teaching personally, it definitely wouldn't be a disaster."

He had taught people with cognitive impairments before, and the food they made turned out quite decent.

Let alone someone as brilliant and excellent as the Young Miss.

"Heh—" Su Hua let out a cold laugh and said, "Do you want to try the taste of these dishes?"

The chef's heart skipped a beat.

From the Young Miss's tone, the food was very bad.

But that was impossible.

He had taught her step by step, and the Young Miss was so smart; how could she possibly do a poor job?

The chef also picked up a pair of chopsticks.

He began to taste the food.

Upon trying the first piece of beef...

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!" The chef couldn't help but spit the beef out.

Why was it so sweet?

There wasn't a hint of saltiness.

The chef suddenly remembered that while he was teaching the Young Miss, he had taken a phone call. At that moment, he had instructed the Young Miss to add a spoonful of salt.

If salt had been added, it wouldn't taste like this.

The chef looked at Su Hua with a strange expression.

Could it be that the Young Miss couldn't distinguish between salt and sugar, and while he was on the phone, she mistook sugar for salt and added that instead...?

Aside from that, he couldn't think of any other reason.

He never expected... that the Young Miss, whom he thought was omnipotent, couldn't even tell the difference between salt and sugar...

The chef tasted the other dishes.

These dishes were all completed under his step-by-step guidance.

The strange thing was...

The taste of every single dish was bizarre; not a single one was swallowable.

The chef muttered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief, "This is impossible. How is this possible?"

He racked his brain frantically, wondering if he had taught a step wrong today.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.

Coming back to his senses...

He lowered his head to admit his mistake. "Miss, I'm sorry. Today's food... is my fault."

Su Hua said coldly, "Your bonus for the next two months is entirely deducted."

The first meal she had ever cooked for Xuan had failed.

Su Hua didn't have the chef thrown to the wolves; she merely deducted two months of his bonus, which was already an act of mercy.

Just a moment ago, she said she would give him triple the bonus. In the blink of an eye, that triple bonus was gone, and instead, two months of pay were deducted.

Falling from heaven to hell was exactly like this.

The chef was filled with endless regret.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have run into the dining room...

If he hadn't, his bonus wouldn't have been deducted.

The servants waiting in the dining room couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"I didn't expect there to be something in this world that the Young Miss doesn't know how to do."

"Shh, better not say that. If the Young Miss hears you, you're finished."

"Okay, I won't say it."

Su Hua ordered coldly, "Someone, take this food away and dump it."

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