The Chef is shameless

Wu Yuxuan turned back to the stove, his movements fluid as he reached for a fresh set of ingredients. "How about I make something else to complement this? We can't just have garlic and mushrooms."

Chen Lin folded her arms, pretending to huff in exasperation. "Do I need to watch you do everything, or am I free to prepare the table?"

He glanced over his shoulder, smirking. "By all means, set the table. Just don't mess that up too."

Chen Lin rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the smile tugging at her lips.

She moved toward the cabinets, pulling out plates and utensils with practiced efficiency. As she placed them on the table, she heard the rhythmic chopping of vegetables behind her, followed by the satisfying clatter of ingredients hitting the pan.

"Anything I should avoid?" she called out, arranging the utensils neatly.