Lan Qisheng gazed at Sian, who was still clearly a bit dishevelled by what had occurred previously.
In an attempt to placate his pouting lover, Lan Qisheng spoke to him in a soothing, endearing tone."You're probably starving. Sorry, I'm late. We had an emergency meeting, and it took me some time to extricate myself from that old codger, Lan. "I've brought some ingredients, so I'll whip up something for you to eat, okay?"
Just as expected, the moment food was brought up, Sian's eyes immediately lit up, and all the rest of the grumpiness vanished without leaving a trace.
Who cared or had time to waste their thoughts on some arbitrary, silly folks?
Food.
He could, at last, have a proper, yummy meal.
Now, whether or not the respected Colonel was truly able to produce something edible or not—well, that was for Sian to determine upon tasting his creations.