1125, Extra Story Seventeen (7)

"Cooking?" Xi An'an was astonished.

Is that all he's asking for?

The CEO of JK International, of all people, surely isn't lacking someone to cook for him.

What does this mean?

Quan Tianqi softly hummed in agreement, "That's right."

"Why?" Xi An'an asked.

She lifted her head, her surprised expression fully captured by Quan Tianqi, who smiled faintly, "Why what?"

Xi An'an locked eyes with him, "Why do you want me to cook a meal for you?"

"Can't you cook?" Quan Tianqi still didn't answer her question directly, changing the subject suddenly, as after all, his mother was indeed a kitchen assassin.

Xi An'an admitted without any guard, "Yeah, I can."

"Then that settles it. You can cook a meal for me as a way to repay the favor for that time with the clothes," Quan Tianqi concluded decisively, leaving Xi An'an dizzy with confusion.