Chapter 95

Chapter 95 “Mom, doesn’t the meat Dad picks taste better?”

At the dinner table, there were three dishes and a soup, all deliciously prepared and accompanied by fragrant rice. The three of them didn’t say much and just focused on eating.

Although Lu Qin wasn’t very hungry, he sipped on a bowl of tomato egg soup. Even though it was a simple, homemade dish, Lu Qin didn’t make it casually. With his systematic cooking skills, the soup turned out to be rich, aromatic, and perfectly balanced in taste—better than any high-end restaurant’s.

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