It was obviously Christopher's handiwork.
Thinking of this, she followed the scent and saw Christopher's busy figure in the kitchen.
She smiled brightly, walked over quietly, and reached out to cover his eyes. "Guess who?"
"A greedy cat." Said Christopher.
"You're mean." Janice glared at him before letting go and hugged him from behind. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"I didn't want to disturb you since you were sleeping so soundly."
"But it's so late now. We haven't visited your grandpa yet."
Hearing this, Christopher turned around, looked at her, "I've been to visit Grandpa, don't worry."
After saying that, he turned around and went to stir the food in the pan.
Janice nodded and took a closer look at the pot.
"What did you cook?"
"Something good for your health." He looked at her meaningfully.
Janice instantly understood and flushed.
The two of them sat at the dining table and Christopher served her a large bowl of soup.
