The table was filled with a dazzling array of dishes, covering two whole tables. The usually ordinary dishes became exquisite and enticing, perfect in color, aroma, and taste, with no flaws to pick.
"This is... you made this..."
Li Yan's mother was dumbfounded, unable to believe this was made by Gu Tong.
"My cooking isn't very good, sorry to embarrass everyone."
Gu Tong carried herself with the grace of a lady from a wealthy family, as if she had stepped out of a TV drama, earning quite a few extra points in her favor.
"The dishes you whipped up with those skillful hands, they're just like what you'd buy from a restaurant. If this isn't good, then the food we make would just be a laughingstock."
Li Yan's older cousin's cheerful wife was the only person that Gu Tong liked in the Li Family.
"Hearing you say that, I'm much more relieved..." Gu Tong modestly replied.
