Ling Sheng nodded lazily, shook her head, and closed her eyes. Upon smelling the familiar smell on his body, she felt her body and mind relax.

Xu Xi knocked on the door. “Third Master, the food is here. Do you want me to bring it in now?”

Jun s.h.i.+yan asked her, “Do you want to eat or take a shower first?”

“Bring it in! I'm hungry.” Ling Sheng could not be bothered to take a shower. She was exhausted. She had to continue filming in the afternoon and could not be bothered to put on makeup again.

Although filming looked simple, it was actually very tiring. One had to be mentally and physically active for a long period of time. Variety shows were no exception. They were far from happy, funny, and joyful, as they looked to the audience.

Jun s.h.i.+yan nodded, and Xu Xi opened the car door. The chefs carried plates covered by silver semicircular lids and entered.

“Where are your friends? Do you want them to join us?” Jun s.h.i.+yan frowned slightly. His heart ached when he saw the tired young lady.

“They're eating with the production team.” Before Ling Sheng had come, she had called for Ji Fanchen and Cheng Ye. Since they had been unwilling to come over, she had run back herself.

The meal was a western one, cooked by a three-star chef from a Michelin restaurant in C City. However, although Ling Sheng was a Chinese cuisine chef who had always been in awe of western food, she did not like it much.

Like her father, she felt a sense of pride when it came to Chinese food. No matter what you think, I think we're impressive. I respect your eating habits, but I still think our ethnic diet is impressive.

Besides, as a chef, she would definitely not waste food. Regardless of whether the food was delicious, she could eat it all.

Upon seeing the young lady eating happily, Jun s.h.i.+yan said, “If it's delicious, we'll go to their restaurant tomorrow night. Any delays while the food is delivered will affect the taste of the food.”

Ling Sheng shook her head. “We might have a gathering tonight. Senior Shangguan said that there's a delicious crayfish restaurant near the television station. The snake-flavored crayfish is delicious.”

Since the senior had spoken, it was naturally not appropriate for her to say no to him. Besides, she was a foodie herself and she yearned for delicious food all the time!

Jun s.h.i.+yan smiled. No matter what the young lady ate, it looked very appetizing. It was as though she was eating delicacies. He reached out to wipe the sauce from the corner of her lips and said, “You can start a food show by yourself.”

Ling Sheng agreed solemnly. “I think so too. When I have time, I'll talk to Director Mo and get him to film a food show for me. Then, I'll go to various countries to eat their street food. What do you think?”

Jun s.h.i.+yan frowned slightly in disdain. “That sounds dirty.”

“Third Master, you don't understand this, right? My father said that there's no such thing as high-cla.s.s or low-cla.s.s food.” Ling Sheng corrected him seriously.

Jun s.h.i.+yan asked, “Does your father know about this?”

Ling Sheng pursed her lips, disappointment flas.h.i.+ng across her eyes. She smiled and nodded. “Yes, he's a foodie. He's very knowledgeable when it comes to food.”

It was not this father of hers, but another father. It was her biological father. That was not right. This was also her biological father. Anyway, they were both her fathers.

Jun s.h.i.+yan smiled. So Huo Ci liked food a lot. He would remember that.

Ling Sheng then slept for half an hour and asked Jun s.h.i.+yan to be her alarm clock. When the time came, he would alert her. Before leaving, she stuffed the paper with the praise into his hand and held it. Then, she warned him seriously, “You're not allowed to look at it now. You can look at it after I leave!”