Her reaction, as seen by Jiang Jinchen, took on another interpretation.
"Don't worry, this isn't my first time in the kitchen, I won't poison you."
"..."
Jing Yan's face was somewhat red, whether from panic or shyness, she glanced at him and then turned to set the plates.
Jiang Jinchen watched her back, his eyes flickering faintly before he turned around to start the stove.
He had almost finished preparing things in the United States, now just one final step remained.
Tomorrow, he would have someone send Jing Yan back to the country.
Tonight's meal would serve as his token of thanks.
Over the course of nearly two months working together, Jing Yan had indeed proven to be more gentle and composed than Jiang Jinchen had anticipated.
If he hadn't met Ning Yanan first, he might have looked at this woman in a new light.
