Ye Qilan also got up early, and upon seeing Su Hongxing's busy figure downstairs, his gaze darkened slightly: "Didn't we hire a maid?"
Given that, why was she still doing it herself? Looking at her stance, she must've been up since early morning.
"I woke up early, so I did it myself. Don't you like my cooking for breakfast? You'll be able to eat soon." Su Hongxing instructed Ye Qilan to leave the kitchen as she brought out the breakfast.
Ye Qilan didn't say anything further, assisting her instead. Su Hongxing did not stop him. He usually disliked going into the kitchen, believing as a macho man that it wasn't a place for men.
Clearly, he still didn't like the kitchen, afraid it might tarnish his macho image.
While eating breakfast, Ye Qilan chewed carefully, feeling a sense of emotion welling up. Even though Su Hongxing didn't say anything, he knew she had made this breakfast especially for him, as the vegetables, porridge, and pickles used to be his favorites.
