Wait, how does he feel?
Never mind, there's no time to find out, let's just take it one step at a time.
Cao Guixiang observed Qin Huai's perplexity, confusion, hesitation, and decisiveness.
She knew that under normal circumstances, as Master Cao conducting an online class, she should loudly remind Qin Huai of her next steps, but she didn't.
She just watched quietly through her reading glasses.
Qin Huai mixed a bowl of starch water, which in Cao Guixiang's eyes, was filled with problems.
Qin Huai held the starch water and looked at the pot quietly.
The Crab Yellow Sauce in the pot had gradually started to boil, with one bubble after another rising and bursting. Even Zhang Chu beside Cao Guixiang knew it was time for thickening, but Qin Huai hadn't moved yet.
"What's Xiao Qin doing? The sauce in the pot is about to boil over," Zhang Chu murmured.
"Quiet," Cao Guixiang didn't even spare a glance at her husband, put down the apple, and stared fixedly at her phone.
