The ‘loving’ wife and the ‘dear’ husband.

After a good while Yun Meiyi came out fresh. She was already dressed up for the day, prim and proper in her professional attire that showed her curves appropriately. 

She has chosen the farthest room this time to make sure that even in haste she wouldn't cross the paths with the Devil. 

Scrolling her mails, she descended down the stairs when the aromatic flavours wafted in the air. She was yet to have a tour of the place to know where the kitchen is. But following the aroma around, it didn't take long for her to find the way. 

"Hello! Good morning!" She greeted seeing a few people working in the kitchen. 

Hearing her voice, the people turned and bowed their heads before greeting politely, "Good morning, Madam." 

"Anything special?" Yun Meiyi asked, eying their preparations in a little awe.