Xin Huohuo had privately decided that whether Bei Mingyuan appeared or not, her plan to become a gourmet chef would continue. She wouldn't skip a single practice meal.
After all, she couldn't predict when he might appear.
As it turned out, she was one of those people with a natural talent for cooking. While it was impossible for her to reach an expert level so quickly, with Xiaoxue's guidance over the phone, her meals for the past two days had been quite respectable. She could even see Yan Huo's face getting a little rounder, and with Xuan Liu around, leftovers were simply nonexistent.
On the morning of the third day, she got up at six o'clock as usual, planning to head to the morning market to buy some groceries. She hadn't anticipated what a huge appetite Xuan Liu had, and her food stores had quickly been depleted.
The early winter morning air was crisp and cold. Even on a clear day, it was only twilight at six o'clock.
