A Sweet Chef

In the kitchen.

Serina hummed a merry little tune while cooking the soup. The soup in the casserole was boiling and fragrant. Serina scooped a little with a spoon and tasted it. It was light, so she put a little salt in it.

Yurem walked in. "My chef has started cooking soup again! What soup is it today?"

Serina smiled proudly. "It's the soup with vegetable and pork rib, which is very nutritious."

"Why is my godmother so lucky? She has a daughter who cooks soup for her every day." Yurem touched Serina's head.

"I did not cook it for my mother."

"Then who did you cook it for?" Yurem asked.

"I'll give it to my husband!" Serina immediately smiled.

Yurem's smile froze. "Your husband?" he asked.

"Yes, he's the one who was hospitalized a few days ago. Yurem, my husband can't move recently. When he gets better, I'll introduce him to you."

"Okay." Yurem smiled awkwardly.

Serina smiled and turned off the fire.