Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1360 - 194, Agreement (One More Update)_3

She served another piece of pumpkin cake to Cheng Haoxuan, and Tian Xuan’s eyes were curving with her smile. She had never imagined that she would have the opportunity to sit and eat with Cheng Haoxuan like this. It really was all thanks to the Lin sisters, Lin Yuan and Lin Wei.

She had always thought that Cheng Haoxuan, being from the Red Smoke Pavilion, would have a special fondness for embroidery, but unexpectedly, it turned out that this big man truly preferred cooking. Wow, it really was an eye-opener for her.

It seemed that Cheng Haoxuan really liked the pumpkin cake; it wasn’t long before the plate was empty.

After wiping his mouth with an air of lingering satisfaction, Cheng Haoxuan blinked and asked, "What other delicious dishes can you make?"

Not a single one!

Although that was what she thought inwardly, Tian Xuan certainly couldn’t say that out loud. Instead, she proudly thumped her chest and said, "Plenty! If you asked me about embroidery, I might not be able to guarantee it, but when it comes to cooking, haha, just say the word, and I’m sure I can make it! It’s just that my cooking skills aren’t too great, so the taste might be..."

Tian Xuan lowered her head somewhat shyly.

"Not to worry!" Cheng Haoxuan savored the taste of the pumpkin cake again and thought if the pumpkin cake could be made to taste this good, other dishes surely wouldn’t be far off.

"No need to worry, I know how, and if there’s something you don’t know, you can come ask me, and I’ll teach you!"

Tian Xuan’s eyes immediately brightened, "Really? You, you won’t find me annoying?"

Cheng Haoxuan frowned slightly, "Why would I? Come find me anytime!"

"But your mother, she seems to dislike me..."

Cheng Haoxuan had also thought of this issue. Before, Madam Cheng had always been critical of Tian Xuan, so why had she agreed to bring him to meet a potential match today?

"Forget about her. Since she agreed to let you come for this matchmaking, she must have given her tacit consent! Oh, and I should make it clear in advance that while I can teach you how to cook, don’t get any other ideas. I have absolutely no interest in you."

Tian Xuan mentally rolled her eyes and looked a bit disheartened, "Is that so? But I heard from Weiwei’s sister that if you’re in a bad mood, the food you make won’t taste good. So, if the dishes I make another day turn out to be unbearable, it’s definitely not because of my lack of cooking skills, but because I’m in a bad mood."

The corners of Cheng Haoxuan’s mouth twitched. Did Lin Yuan, that woman, actually say something like that? Could cooking really be related to one’s mood?

"Enough, enough. This young master is very broad-minded; one more person won’t make a difference. But let’s get one thing straight, no more biting me on the sly!"

"Okay! I won’t do it on the sly," agreed Tian Xuan, nodding like a pecking chick. Yet inwardly she was blooming with joy—next time, she wouldn’t do it on the sly, but would kiss and bite openly!

But as happy as she was, she still remembered Lin Yuan’s words and heaved a sigh of disappointment, which naturally drew Cheng Haoxuan’s inquiry.

She glanced at him, her tone not very upbeat, "It’s your mother. She seems not to like me very much, nor does she like you cooking. If she knew that we met and talked about cooking and eating, she would surely be furious."

"Yeah." Cheng Haoxuan nodded, "So, we just won’t let her know what we talk about. And not only that, we won’t even tell her where and how we meet. After all, she was the one who wanted me to come for this matchmaking, so she can’t control the outcome."

The rebel inside Cheng Haoxuan’s heart surged forth, and Tian Xuan’s little joy spilled out as well. Finally, these two kindred spirits reached an agreement in an instant.

Meanwhile, Madam Cheng and the embroiderers Ru and Rui returned to the Red Smoke Pavilion by carriage, where they were told by a young embroidery lady that someone had been waiting to see Madam Cheng for a long time.

Madam Cheng was in a good mood, and asked casually who it was as she dismounted the carriage.

"Pan Zhen, it’s me."

A low, slightly husky voice suddenly rang out in her ear, and Madam Cheng, having just touched the ground, stiffened, and her complexion changed drastically.

Embroiderer Ru and Embroiderer Rui, who had been with Madam Cheng the longest, were completely unaware that she knew such a person and couldn’t help being puzzled.

After all, she was a woman who had weathered many storms. After a momentary lapse, she quickly regained her composure. She straightened her clothes and asked embroiderers Ru and Rui to go back first.

Once she was left alone with the man before her, Madam Cheng’s complexion was still far from normal.

"Pan Zhen, I..."

"Mr. Lu, please address me as Madam Cheng."