"Mom, there's still braised pork in the fridge. I can cook, you should go to bed early, we have to open the shop early tomorrow!"
Zhu Qianying didn't want her mother to work too hard. Her mother, who was in the kitchen all day, was actually more tired than she and Young Master Yan combined.
"Eating braised pork this late might be a bit greasy. I brought back some marinated beef from the shop. I'll make noodles with it."
Chen Jing said, already heading into the kitchen to start preparing.
Zhu Qianying couldn't overrule her, so she and Young Master Yan had to go back to their rooms to take a bath. When the two of them returned, feeling refreshed, there were two bowls of the same size on the dining table.
"Hey, do you remember when I said you have a massive appetite?"
Even now, Young Master Yan still finds it strange. Zhu Qianying, despite her thin frame, ate just as much as he did, if not more.
