When Bai Heshu returned to Imperial Mansion, as soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by a refreshing fragrance.
Heading to the dining room, she saw Fu Mingyu and Wen Nuan preparing lunch together amicably, and the spoiling expression in the eyes of Fu Mingyu, who was wearing a pink apron, could make anyone unconsciously smile.
"Mom, you're back..."
Wen Nuan cheerfully ran over and said a bit regretfully, "I originally promised to make lunch, but Third Brother insisted that since you're here, he had to show off a bit, so..."
"So next time when Mom visits, Xiao Nuan will cook for Mom instead."
Interrupting Wen Nuan, Bai Heshu gently tapped Wen Nuan's nose.
"No need to wait until next time..."
Wen Nuan, holding Bai Heshu's hand as they went to wash up, proudly said, "When we go to Hong Kong for the Spring Festival, I can also cook for you guys."
Although Wen Nuan didn't know Wen's situation as thoroughly as Fu Mingyu, she had a general idea.
