"You got a sweet deal, so stop playing innocent. Get back to the secret chamber!" Little One shouted.
Hong Yu rubbed his nose. Just as he was about to lift the wooden box, his nose twitched. He caught a faint, fragrant scent.
'Hmm? What smells so good?' Hong Yu paused, then followed the scent to its source.
He followed it all the way to the kitchen. Through the ajar door, he saw Yun Mengyao's petite figure bustling about inside. The faint, pleasant aroma was the smell of cooking coming from a pot.
'Yaoyao? Didn't I tell her not to do any work? Why is she still cooking?' Hong Yu frowned.
