It's My Fault

After getting the kitchen staff to prepare the ingredients, Xia Wanyuan gave everyone a break.

After finishing his work, he walked downstairs and saw that the living room was empty. Jun Shiling looked around but did not see Xia Wanyuan.

"Young Master, Madam is cooking in the kitchen."

Before Jun Shiling could speak, Uncle Wang stepped forward and informed him of Xia Wanyuan's movements.

Jun Shiling walked to the kitchen door and saw Xia Wanyuan, who was busy inside.

The others all had work meals, and Xia Wanyuan only needed to cook for three people. Hence, Xia Wanyuan had prepared three dishes and a soup, and she was cooking pork ribs in the pot.

The boiling soup kept bubbling, making some gurgling noises. A thick fragrance floated in the air.

The lights in the kitchen were relatively dim. At that moment, they shone on Xia Wanyuan, making her look very gentle.