Five years later, I returned to my country in splendor and received the invitation to the Chef Competition as I had hoped.

By then, I was already the planning director of a well-known food company and had a very cute son.

His name is Winsnan, nicknamed Nannan, very clingy to me.

Even for the Chef Competition, he had to pester me to take him along, I had no choice but to agree.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhinian smiled and said, "See, you can't resist our Nannan."

Nannan chuckled, "Nannan knows how to act cute, mommy is floating!"

I looked at Nannan's smile for a moment, because his every expression was so much like Ye Jingyan.

Jiang Zhinian, as one of the only two people who knew the truth, sensed my emotions and patted my head.

"Aiyuan, do you still like him?"

Jiang Zhinian had asked me this question many times, and each time my answer remained the same, that I no longer liked him.

Over these five years, I had come to know quite a bit about Ye Jingyan.

I didn't want to look, but when he and Qiao Yun both appeared in the headlines, I had no choice but to look.

I nodded, smiling with relief, "Of course."

The Chef Competition began, and I sat in a slightly left position in the middle.

The mysterious guest in the middle was late, and when the competition time arrived, everyone had to leave the seat empty.

During the competition, I was focused on watching and didn't notice someone sitting beside me.

It wasn't until there was a commotion at the scene that I turned around and made eye contact with the person next to me.

The man paid no attention to the commotion around him or the surprised looks of others, his gaze towards me sharp and sinister, as if he was about to devour me alive in the next second.

In that instant, my breath stopped, my heart pounding wildly.

It was him.

It was Ye Jingyan.

He had found me.