Phoenix Pavilion.
When Tang Fei received the call and hurried over, Phoenix and Sheng Xinhua had already set up the barbecue grill in the yard, surrounded by a group of maids threading meat and all sorts of vegetables onto willow skewers.
Seeing Tang Fei arrive, Phoenix cheerfully said, "Tang Fei, you're just in time; the task of grilling is all yours. Your meat is always the tastiest."
"No problem," Tang Fei readily agreed, saying, "My old man always said, to win a woman's heart, you have to win over her stomach first...."
"From the heart to the stomach?" Sheng Xinhua blinked her eyes and asked, "Did you win Phoenix's heart first, or her stomach?"
Tang Fei gave Sheng Xinhua a look. He suspected this woman was teasing him, but he had no proof.
Mr. Sheng had that kind of ability; she could make every word thought-provoking.
Yet, when you thought about it carefully, it was hard to pin her down.
