As he stepped through the door, Zhou Mingchen felt both physically and mentally exhausted. Today was supposed to be a day off, a time for relaxation, but he had been forced to do things that couldn't allow him to relax.
"You're back~" While his thoughts were still in disarray, Xia Lu had already come up to greet him, smiling sweetly, "Today, Zhang Ma made your favorite millet jelly~ I helped too." There was a hint of pride in her tone, as if it could dispel any annoyance.
Zhou Mingchen finally felt a sigh of relief.
Xia Lu took his suit jacket from him and hung it aside, then turned around with her hands behind her back. "I always thought you liked sophisticated dishes, I didn't expect you to enjoy this too. If you had told me earlier, maybe I could have learned how to make it sooner~"
Zhou Mingchen glanced at her. "You clearly aren't cut out for cooking. Why pretend?"
