Wen Yi crawled out of bed, threw a shawl on over her pajamas, and shuffled in her slippers to the living room. She grabbed a banana from the coffee table, peeling and eating it to stave off her hunger, but her curiosity couldn't be contained. She wandered toward the kitchen—she wanted to see what that man was up to…
Leaning against the kitchen doorway, from her angle, she could only see him standing there with his back to her, steam billowing in front of him accompanied by the sound of boiling water.
He was just standing there, not moving. Was he perhaps making soup?
The sound of Wen Yi eating her banana was actually quieter than the bubbling of the soup in the pot, but Mo Shichen was sharp. She stood there for less than ten seconds before he sensed her presence and turned to look at her.
