Chapter 3

I am thirty years old this year, and compared to Tian Tian, who is just in her early twenties, I do seem older.

But not to the extent that she calls me "Auntie" at every turn!

However, what pains me is that the boxed meals Jiang Ming brought were indeed made by me, as she mentioned.

He originally didn't want to bring the lunch boxes I made to the set.

But he has stomach issues, so to ensure he gets balanced nutrition, no matter how busy I am, I always help him prepare a good meal.

I even proactively found an excuse for him, telling him, "Just say these are lunch boxes made by the housemaid."

Little did I know I was setting myself up for a fall.

Now, in the eyes of outsiders, I am actually just a cooking maid.

Just as I was about to explain everything clearly to Tian Tian, the door clicked open.

Jiang Ming had returned.

"What are you doing here?" As Jiang Ming entered, he scanned Tian Tian and asked coldly with a frown.

"I'm here to apologize to you."