"Haha," Kade Yuvan laughed, "You're really different from the boss. The boss... I'll tell you secretly, he's very picky about food. As his assistant, the most troublesome thing is not the work, but his daily diet."
"Have you bought him breakfast?"
"I did, I bought porridge, but he found it very unsatisfactory, said it didn't taste good. Sigh, isn't plain porridge the same everywhere? How can plain porridge have a good or bad taste?"
"Next time, you can try adding some meat floss or preserved egg to the plain porridge, he likes it."
"Huh?" Kade Yuvan was surprised, "How do you know the boss would like that?"
Jasmine Yale paused while unpacking the steamed dumplings, realizing she had misspoken, she laughed and said, "Because my husband is also quite picky. I prepare plain porridge like this, and he really likes it. I think... picky eaters are probably all alike."
"Well, maybe not," Kade Yuvan laughed heartily.
"What's the boss up to next door?" Jasmine Yale asked casually.
