Yu Siqiao was long gone, and Mo Shu expected it, not surprised at all.
Setting the dishes neatly on the plate, Mo Shu headed towards Yu Siqiao's study.
Sure enough, Yu Siqiao was in the study, staring at the computer with furrowed brows.
Mo Shu knocked on the door and said, "Time to eat."
Yu Siqiao looked up at her, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Is the kitchen still there?"
Mo Shu: "Hehe!"
Yu Siqiao chuckled, put down his work, and walked out.
As soon as he stepped outside, he smelled the delicious fragrance of food from the dining room.
Yu Siqiao was startled, walked over, and saw the beautifully arranged three dishes and a soup, looking to the left and right.
Mo Shu: "What are you looking at?"
"Did you hire someone to come and cook?"
Mo Shu, irritated, punched him, "I made it!"
Yu Siqiao was very skeptical.
Mo Shu huffed and went to serve up the rice she had cooked, doing it all by herself.
