Third Master Personally Cooking

"Missy, you're finally back."

Aunt Zhang's voice suddenly resounded in her ears.

"I'm home late." Xuxu turned around and took a glance at Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang knitted her eyebrows and looked worried. Out of concern, Xuxu asked, "Aunt Zhang, is anything the matter?"

Before Aunt Zhang could reply, a chilly voice was heard from outside the kitchen. "Wen Xuxu, so you are aware that you had to come home?"

Yan Rusheng's towering figure appeared in the dining room. As Xuxu had anticipated, his expression was gloomy.

"I'll prepare dinner right now." Xuxu turned on the tap and began washing the vegetables.

Aunt Zhang wanted to extend her a helping hand, but after taking a look at Yan Rusheng, she didn't dare to and looked helpless.

After some hesitations, she spoke cautiously to Yan Rusheng, "Third Young Master, let me help Missy. It's running late so it's better to get dinner ready quickly."