"I'LL get it," Luo Yan offered. Since he had already finished washing the vegetables, it made more sense for him to answer the door than for Shen Ji Yun, who already started cooking.
He did not wait for Shen Ji Yun to respond, knowing his boyfriend would probably insist on answering the door himself to keep Luo Yan from moving. Without giving him the chance, Luo Yan walked out of the kitchen and headed toward the front door.
When he opened the door, he was slightly surprised to see a sophisticated-looking older woman standing there. She appeared to be in her sixties, but she was very well-groomed. Her black hair was styled neatly with only a few strands of silver visible. The wrinkles on her face were faint, as if time had been gentle with her.
