Qin Du was already becoming a rare breed of good man, but Qin Zhuan, he was the good man no longer found in this world. His cooking skills were so exceptional that even the British Royal Chef would admit defeat. In this world, only Ji Lanyi had ever tasted the dishes he personally prepared. Yun Ya walked into the living room and saw the busy figure in the kitchen, smiling knowingly. She noticed Ji Die, who came in after her, staring at that figure with a look of melancholy and nostalgia, and her lips curled slightly. "Yaya, Miaomiao, have you arrived?" Qin Zhuan poked his head out of the kitchen, saw the two of them, and shook the spatula with a smile, "Wait for a moment, the dishes will be ready soon." Seeing Ji Die behind Yun Ya, Qin Zhuan obviously paused, but he quickly greeted with a smile as if they were old friends, "Xiao Die, long time no see." Ji Die was taken aback for a moment, and by the time she gathered her senses, Qin Zhuan had already gone back into the kitchen, leaving a trace of loss flickering in her eyes. In the living room, Sister Chen poured tea for the three of them and said with a smile to Yun Ya, "Miss Ji, have you been well recently?" Yun Ya replied with a smile, "Thanks to your blessings, very well." Sister Chen laughed out loud, "Miss Ji, you really have a way with words." Ji Die sat there, feeling somewhat nervous, not knowing where to put her hands and feet, especially when she heard Yun Ya and the Qin Family’s servants talking with such familiarity. Sister Chen glanced secretly at the slightly nervous woman, her gaze on the master earlier had been a bit off. Could this woman have some relationship with the master? Up close, this woman was pretty beautiful, the kind of delicate beauty that men liked. Suppressing her thoughts, Sister Chen withdrew discreetly. All the words Yun Ya had said echoed in Ji Die’s mind, and seeing Qin Zhuan again, her heart stirred once more, creating uncontrollable tumultuous waves. At the dinner table, Qin Zhuan had prepared a full spread of dishes, all colourfully and fragrantly inviting, which made one’s mouth water, and they were all Yun Ya and Yun Miao’s favourites. Yun Ya picked up some braised fish with her chopsticks and couldn’t help but praise, "Uncle Qin’s cooking skills haven’t declined; it’s still delicious." Qin Zhuan smiled warmly, "As long as you like it." For original chapters go to Nove1Fire.net Ji Die focused on eating, but the delicious dish had no taste in her mouth; she dared not lift her head to look at him even once. Yun Ya poured a glass of juice, "Uncle Qin, thank you for taking care of Miaomiao and me over all these years. I’d like to propose a toast in place of wine." She finished the juice in one gulp. Qin Zhuan’s gaze held a touch of emotion, "So many years have passed in the blink of an eye; the little girl who used to reach up to my waist is now all grown up and so outstanding. It makes me so proud." He then downed the wine in his glass. "Enough, you know you have coronary heart disease, drink less." Qin Du poured him a glass of warm water. "Don’t worry about me; I’m happy today." He waved away Qin Du’s hand impatiently. Yun Ya said with a smile, "Brother Ah Du is right, Uncle Qin, you should avoid white liquor; it can easily lead to high blood pressure." "Alright, since Yaya has spoken, I’ll listen to you." Qin Du shook his head helplessly. Yun Ya continued, "Drinking a little red wine is fine, though; it protects the cardiovascular system, lowers cholesterol, and prevents arteriosclerosis." Qin Zhuan gestured grandly, "Bring out that ’82 Lafite from my collection." Qin Du signaled to Sister Chen with his eyes, and she hurried off to get it. After pouring the red wine, Yun Ya handed a glass to Ji Die with a smile, "Aunt Die, this glass is for you to toast Uncle Qin. After so many years, you must have a lot to say to him." Ji Die was a bit flustered, but under Yun Ya’s clear gaze, she suddenly calmed down, took a deep breath, and stood up with her wine glass. "Big Brother Qin, I’d like to toast to you." As she spoke, a flicker of tears passed through her eyes, and under the light, they were soft and stirring. Life, how many decades do we get? In this moment, looking across at the man sitting opposite her, she made a decision, one that would affect her entire life. Yun Ya was right; she needed to be brave, not for anyone else, but for herself, for her heart’s dreams. Qin Zhuan stood up with his glass and smiled, "Xiao Die, you look very beautiful today." That casual remark instilled great courage in Ji Die; her once gray world suddenly bloomed with light and colour, as if flowers were blossoming everywhere... She smiled with her lips curved, a smile that was pure and beautiful like a camellia blooming against the wind, tinged with the delicate shyness of cool breezes. This smile briefly dazzled Qin Zhuan, who paused only for a moment before returning to his senses, shook his head, chuckled, and drank his wine.