In the kitchen—
Scarlett Yates was making her specialty dish, tomato egg noodle.
When she first learned how to cook, she specifically picked the easiest and most practical dishes to practice, such as tomato egg noodle, and other dishes like tomato fried eggs, green pepper potato slices, and fried rice with eggs.
Among these dishes, Scarlett's tomato egg noodle was the best, and the one she was most confident in showcasing.
An entire golden fried egg, bright red tomato soup, noodles with a perfect chewy texture, and finally, a sprinkle of fresh green scallions…
She had just placed the cooked noodles on the dining table when the bedroom door opened with a click.
Matthew Saxon yawned lazily, stretching as he walked over to her, like a cat searching for food, drawn by the aroma: "What did you cook?"
"Noodles."
Maybe the bed was too small, as he seemed uncomfortable and kept massaging his neck and forehead when he came out: "Is this your specialty dish?"
