The two men went straight to the kitchen shortly after entering the door.
The kitchen, originally not small, suddenly felt a lot more cramped when the two big guys entered.
There was only one apron hanging on the wall, which both men saw and simultaneously reached for.
In the end, it was Fu Jingchen who was one step ahead and got the apron.
"Sorry about that, Dr. Shen." The man gave a light huff, put on the apron over his shirt, and then turned to Lin Luqiu, who was watching from the kitchen doorway, saying, "Come here, help me tie this."
Shen Muchen unabashedly started to tease: "Doesn't President Fu have hands of his own? You need help for such a minor thing?"
"Indeed it's not really necessary, but Dr. Shen, you wouldn't understand, this is part of the fun," Fu Jingchen responded in a cold tone while tying a neat and tidy knot behind himself.