Fu Lian couldn't help but smile, her protective instincts kicking in as she held her stomach, "You should leave before the big shrimp arrives," she added.
"That's great," Ziek deposited the freshly chopped onions into a pot of boiling water, his gaze momentarily locked onto the entrance, anticipation evident in his expression, "I wanted to have a word with him. Letting a pregnant woman handle the kitchen duties is a bit─"
His heart rate immediately spiked when Bing Shi entered the room, turning into a rapid drumming that seemed to echo in his ears.
"I'm not an invalid," Fu Lian interjected, noting Ziek's sudden tension. Her gaze shifted as she sensed another presence in the room. Bing Shi's appearance was unexpected, considering Bing Shi had been avoiding her for months.
"Everyone, make way and find a good hiding spot," Bing Shi declared, peeling off her gloves, "I feel like cooking today."
