Xia Ye was sleeping soundly.
Lu Yinxing took a set of pajamas from the walk-in closet and went to the bathroom.
After showering, she quietly came out, surprised to find Xia Ye still asleep.
Song Xingtong sighed in relief.
She was really afraid of running into another awkward situation like last time.
Apparently, Xia Ye was very tired.
Lu Yinxing decided to prepare dinner herself tonight as a gesture of gratitude for his kindness.
Lu Yinxing tiptoed downstairs.
She opened the fridge, finding it well-stocked.
However, Lu Yinxing wasn't skilled in cooking; besides instant noodles, she wasn't confident in anything else.
As Lu Yinxing stood in front of the fridge, she started thinking, "What should we eat tonight?"
"What are you doing standing here?"
A cold voice suddenly came from behind.
Lu Yinxing jumped, instinctively saying, "Why do you walk so quietly?"
"You were just too deep in thought."
Lu Yinxing sighed, "I was contemplating what to make for dinner."
