Ye Chen looked at the bowl full of abalone meat, smiled, and said nothing.

I know she's thanking him.

Then, the two of them started eating.

Ye Chen's cooking was so delicious that Yun He couldn't help but eat a lot.

The man, seeing her enjoying her meal, also developed a hearty appetite.

As a result, the four dishes and one soup prepared for lunch were completely devoured by the two of them.

Finally, Yunhe really did lean back in the chair, supporting her belly, and dared not make any big movements.

"From now on, you have to try cooking when you're home alone. You can't always order takeout; it's neither healthy nor hygienic, okay?"

Ye Chen suddenly started lecturing Yun He, trying to persuade her to cook more at home.

"Oh? But cooking produces a lot of oil fumes and is a hassle."

Yunhe frowned and complained about why she didn't want to cook.

"Then let's make some simple home-style dishes, which don't take much time. Eating takeout too often is bad for your health; who knows if the oil is healthy or if the hygiene standards are met?"

"All right."

To be honest, Yunhe didn't really listen.

She doesn't like to cook, mainly because she's lazy.

Since he was home alone anyway, Ye Chen didn't know whether to order takeout or cook, so he simply agreed to his suggestion.

Just as the woman was feeling lucky, Ye Chen directly exposed her.

"Don't try to fool me. Send me a photo every time you cook a meal."

"What, I need to send you photos too?"

Yunhe protested somewhat, raising her voice a bit.

"I'm doing this for your health. If you get sick from eating takeout, your sister-in-law will have to come and take care of you."

Ye Chen had no choice but to bring up Su Yinwan, thinking that Yun He wouldn't refuse.

At the same time, I won't let my feelings for her be too obvious.