"Mian, don't hurt yourself."
The servant handed her an apron. Ji Fengmian glanced at it and looked away in disdain.
The intention was obvious.
The servant glanced at Chu Boyang and was reprimanded by him.
She had never been one to wear an apron.
Rather than letting her wear an apron that affected her beauty, it was better to waste her clothes.
The reason why she could stand in the kitchen now was because of her two grandchildren.
Ji Fengmian stood in the kitchen for a long time, frowning slightly.
Chu Boyang knew too well that she didn't know what to do.
He turned around and walked to the refrigerated area. He found the vegetables and beef that he needed and placed them in front of her.
"I want to eat beef noodles. You've worked hard."
She quietly helped Ji Fengmian out.
Ji Fengmian raised an eyebrow. His slender fingers fiddled with the vegetables before he nodded.
"You can leave first."
