The apron seemed a bit small on Moses. Yu Yao looked at the man wearing the apron, standing in front of the stove, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Moses glanced at the spatula in his hand.
"Am I doing something wrong?"
"No," Yu Yao shook her head, "it's just that I'm so used to seeing you at your desk, this is a bit unusual."
Taking the oil bottle she handed him, the man poured it while saying, "You'll see many more sides of me in the future."
He said it casually, but her face inexplicably turned red.
That one line hinted at their future relationship.
He just said that as long as she's ready, they could get married anytime.
Did that mean he was already planning on marrying her?
Yu Yao was a bit lost in thought, but the oil in the pan was already hot.
Not hearing her instruction, Moses slightly turned his face.
"How much longer? It seems like it's going to burn."
Because she was distracted, the scallions in the pan were already a bit burnt.
