"Without a maid, I have to prepare dinner, hmm?"
Chi Zaozao turned to him, "Why don't I make dinner?"
"No need, you just got back, I'm excited. Let me cook to reward you, hmm?"
Seeing that he was indeed excited, Chi Zaozao didn't argue with him and nodded in agreement.
Before Ye Que left, he couldn't help but kiss her tiny lips. After stealing a kiss, he turned and left the room to prepare dinner.
Xue Rong and Ye Zhenhua returned at five in the afternoon, greeted by the smell of delicious food.
She shouted as she entered the house, "Xiao Li, why did you prepare dinner so early today?"
Dinner was usually at seven o'clock, so why did Xiao Li start cooking at five today?
Without hearing a reply, the elderly couple saw their aloof son, wearing an apron and carrying dishes out of the kitchen.
Xue Rong thought she was seeing things, rubbed her eyes, and looked carefully again.
It was indeed her son.
Why would he be wearing an apron and in the kitchen?
