"Go, go, go, go do your work. If I keep talking to you, Yi Bing will be starving!" Han Wenxi urged with a smile.
This time, Ah De didn't say anything more, shrugged his shoulders, and quickly walked past with a tray.
Han Wenxi swiftly entered the kitchen, where there was only one chef. It was Ah Kun, who was skilled at making Chinese cuisine.
"Hey! Handsome Xi, what's up, hungry again?" Ah Kun couldn't help but laugh when he saw who it was. However, he found it strange since typically, Han Wenxi wasn't a big eater and rarely snacked after meals.
"Haha, it's not me who's hungry, it's Yi Bing. I'm here to make something for her to eat," Han Wenxi chuckled.
"Oh... oh... I understand. Hehe!" Ah Kun chuckled slyly. Then he craftily asked, "What does she like to eat? Just order something! I happen to be free right now!"
Han Wenxi took a few steps around this mere twenty square meter kitchen.
