After Mo Jue was done cooking, the smell of the dishes wafted out of the kitchen. Ye Wei 's stomach growled at the smell of food and she rubbed her belly. She scolded herself for being a disappointment and for surrendering this easily just because of food.
"Gorgeous Mo Jue, hurry up. I'm hungry!" Ye Wei had no idea what shame was. She sat upright and judged him openly for being slow. Mo Jue didn't even look at her, only facing her with his side profile coldly while stirring the braised pork.
His side profile looked extraordinarily cold. It would be terrifying if he was holding onto a gun. However, he was holding onto a spatula and wearing an apron, which looked… not very intimidating.
The two of them just had a quarrel in the morning, and Ye Wei had stopped being angry since a while ago. However, it was obvious that Gorgeous Mo Jue was still sulking. He was even more furious after seeing how Ye Wei acted like nothing had happened, unlike him.
