Since it was the second day of the Lunar New Year, many stores were still not open.
Although they could order takeout, there were few options, but the supermarket at the entrance of the residential area was still open.
Sheng Ning'an then decided to try cooking at home.
After all, the two of them couldn't order takeout every day.
It was Sheng Ning'an's first time cooking, and he was full of confidence, so he immediately chased Xu Weiran out.
The other had injured his hand and couldn't be of much help if he stayed.
Xu Weiran was somewhat worried, "If it really doesn't work out, we might as well order takeout!"
"No need, I'm sure I can do it," Sheng Ning'an refused.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before there were sounds of dishes breaking and the clattering of the spatula and lid falling to the floor from the kitchen.
Xu Weiran was somewhat worried about his kitchen.
