It was late at night.
Ariel, wearing an apron, stood by the dining table and reheated the dishes on it.
"Ding Dong!"
The doorbell rang.
Ariel quickly went to open the door.
"You must have been waiting for a long time?!" Jessica quickly slipped in, then sniffed, "It smells so good! You actually made so many dishes."
Ariel forced a smile and took the fruit she was carrying, "I was waiting for you. Come and eat."
"Wow, fried stinky tofu, stir-fried shredded potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes... so many dishes, you must have made them for Rhysand."
"His grandmother fell ill; he won't be coming back tonight." Ariel helped Jessica pull out a chair, feeling embarrassed. "My cooking skills are not very good, so I just made these simple dishes. Don't be picky."
Just now, Butler Jorah came up to tell her that Grandma Lee Golden suddenly fell ill and Rhysand had to go back to his hometown to see her. He wouldn't be coming back tonight.
