From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

Chen Xinwan insisted on her idea, "You don’t need to be polite, the money is yours by right. I’m also up now, let me help you cook. Qiaoqiao has a habit of running in the morning, so she eats a bit earlier."

Liu Feng couldn’t refuse anymore and began cooking with Chen Xinwan.

Before long, the servants had also gotten up and started their tasks.

Nan Qiao, who had gotten up to run, saw a casserole on the dining table’s heat pad and couldn’t resist lifting its lid.

The aromatic millet porridge tantalized Nan Qiao’s taste buds.

Liu Feng, carrying a steamer full of buns, approached with a smile, "Miss, I steamed your favorite buns. They’re best enjoyed hot. You might want to skip your run; the weather isn’t great today, and the heavy smog doesn’t suit running."

Nan Qiao looked at the soft buns and indeed didn’t feel like running anymore.

"I’m going to wash my hands. Aunt Liu’s buns are the best I’ve ever had."

Nan Qiao happily washed her hands and ate her buns while Aunt Liu brought out some light vegetarian dishes one after another.

Delicious food easily brought joy to people.