"This..."
Ten minutes later, Qin Huai completely forgave Zhao Cheng'an's blabbering, and finally understood why Zhao Cheng'an couldn't gather any intel yesterday even though he spent half a day at Pei Shenghua's place.
Pei Shenghua was simply too adept at gossiping. Mention any chef, and he could effortlessly recount their experiences, signature dishes, glorious achievements, and exciting past adventures, with a memory that was astonishingly good. Though it was unclear why he had a penchant for matchmaking, it wasn't annoying, more like a reflexive act of promotion—a pure personal hobby.
Qin Huai's ears perked up at the gossip, almost forgetting his purpose there today. If Ling Guangzhao hadn't taken the stage to speak, he would have completely forgotten about Ling Guangzhao.
