I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 73

Yun Duan had been gone for a while, and Shang Can felt increasingly anxious, frequently glancing towards the door.

Next to her was the carefree Wan Shao, who had just returned from the kitchen, unable to contain her amazement. "I can't believe Yun Zhong Jun can actually cook! It's simply incredible!"

Indeed, Shang Can found it hard to imagine Yun Duan cooking, and she instinctively frowned.

"...What is she wearing?" Even though she didn't want to reveal her concern for Yun Duan, she slowly asked Wan Shao, compelled by an unexplainable emotion, "I hope she isn't still in that white outfit. Don't let her get it dirty; why don't you go help her?"

"Oh, you make a good point." Wan Shao stood up as if suddenly awakened, but then hesitated. "But Yun Zhong Jun just sent me back, saying something like, 'You should keep Shang Can company; I'm fine here.' By the way, how good is Yun Zhong Jun's cooking?"

"..."

Shang Can thought to herself, If she knew, would she still be sitting here so restlessly? After a pause, she replied dryly, "I don't know; I had no idea she could cook, let alone how it tastes."

"..." Wan Shao was left speechless for a moment, before finally stuttering out, "...So, I saw Yun Zhong Jun cooking before you did? I-I didn't mean to! Please don't take revenge on me for this."

Is this really the time to be saying such things?

Shang Can was at a loss for how to respond to Wan Shao's peculiar thought process. Gritting her teeth, she patiently replied, "Don't worry; if I ever do take revenge on you, it won't be for this... Was it good?"

"Good."

Wan Shao answered without hesitation, leaving Shang Can at a loss for words. However, she quickly fell back into a practical concern, lowering her voice in worry, "...We'll be able to eat tonight, right?"

Shang Can also felt uncertain. After a long silence, she finally said, "Let me say this first."

"No matter what she serves," Shang Can's tone was unusually serious, "you can only say it's delicious."

"Delicious!"

Wan Shao's voice echoed at the dining table, not out of compliance with Shang Can's command but as a genuine compliment.

"Unbelievable, Shang Can!" Wan Shao excitedly clumsily dropped a piece of tofu into Shang Can's bowl, enthusiastically recommending, "Yun Zhong Jun's cooking is amazing! You should try her tofu!"

"..."

Her words made it impossible to pick up the chopsticks.

Shang Can felt stuck, and in the end, Yun Duan quietly removed the tofu from her bowl and replaced it with a piece of fish belly, explaining to Wan Shao, "Shang Can doesn't really like tofu."

"Oh, Shang Can, you're just too hard to please. If you're picky, you won't grow tall."

"How tall do you want me to be?"

Muttering to herself about "being fed and still complaining," Shang Can carefully took a bite of the fish, pausing for a moment.

"...How is it?"

She heard Yun Duan's slightly nervous voice beside her, as if she had been watching Shang Can closely during this time. Shang Can hurriedly swallowed her food and turned to her with a smile, saying, "It's really good."

Not just flattery; the fish was tender and juicy, clearly well-cooked—far beyond what one could whip up on the spot. What caught Shang Can's attention even more was how familiar the taste was.