414 (first watch of the night)

Mr. Mo had already reverted to his usual cool and aloof demeanor, a stark contrast to his earlier appearance—as if they were from two different worlds.

If one hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe this was the same person.

The white shirt remained spotless, not a trace of grease from cooking tarnished its purity, appearing out of place amidst the kitchen filled with the scent of home cooking.

The warm yellow light added a touch of softness to his stern features.

Jin no longer dared to bring up the previous jest, her cheeks blushing like rouge as she responded to his words, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Having said that, she turned and left the kitchen, her steps slightly unsteady.

Mo Zhixuan watched her back with his hands in his pockets, his deep eyes harboring a faint smile.

Soon, the sounds of sizzling from the kitchen resumed.