After tasting the first dish, he deliberately paused for a moment, lowered his gaze to glance at Emma Aiden, saw that she didn't say anything, and continued to try the second dish.
Emma Aiden watched him try each dish in front of him, one by one, trying hard to keep her expression neutral so as not to reveal her feelings.
But her hands were already sweaty.
She was both eager for Harrison Yale to recognize it and kept comforting herself in her mind that he had never tasted her cooking, so not recognizing it wouldn't mean anything...
It wasn't until Harrison Yale finished trying all the dishes that Emma Aiden looked up and asked him, "Which one do you choose?"
"This one..." Harrison Yale's chopsticks made a circle over the dishes in front of him, finally reaching out towards a plate of stir-fried meat. Before his chopsticks touched the plate, Emma Aiden's eyes dimmed.
