The once calm kitchen.
Now it looks as if it's been through a battle.
The shards of plates and glasses on the floor seem to proclaim their innocence to the world.
They were supposed to be whole, now they're just shattered pieces scattered on the ground.
Yet, these are nothing.
The key is the rich smell of cream cheese here.
Oh, it's the kitchen, after all, so the smell isn't that unusual.
Don't mind that detail.
What you should mind are the people.
Zhou Mo Sen and Jennifer Connelly, both looking exhausted at the moment.
Sweat, heavy breathing... the two were still clinging to each other, seemingly unwilling to part.
Their eyes met, filled with a complex expression.
But, Jennifer Connelly's gaze carried a hint of hostility.
This instead made Zhou Mo Sen smile.
"Ms. Connery, you surprise me greatly."
"What do you mean?"
"Aren't you surprised yourself?"
"No! Zhou Mo Sen, you're talking nonsense."
"Don't lie to yourself, okay?"
"I said no!"
"Alright then."
