"It's no trouble at all. I enjoy cooking. Please sit down. You must be hungry after waiting for so long."

Yunmu greeted Duanmu Jun with a smile.

"You sit down too."

The two were polite to each other, yet cooperative.

At the dinner table, Yunhe kept putting food on Ye Chen's plate.

These are all my mom's specialties, and they're all delicious.

"Take a bite, my mom is a great cook."

Ye Chen took a bite of the tomato beef brisket made with mica.

The taste was indeed excellent; the soup was rich and the meat was fragrant, tender, and flavorful.

"How about it?"

Yunhe looked at him eagerly, wanting to know his opinion.

"The taste is absolutely amazing, the skill level is top-notch. By the way, your aunt cooks so well, how come you, as her daughter, can't even cook a simple dish? Hmm?"

Yunhe's throat tightened instantly, unable to find a reason to refute him.

I wish she hadn't asked in the first place.

"Well, I'm learning now, so I can cook for you every day. My cooking skills will definitely improve over time."

"No need for that. I'll take care of all the meals from now on, so you don't have to worry about it. I'm not hiring a nanny. You just need to be a happy Mrs. Ye."

Ye Chen had no intention of having Yun He cook for him after they got married and lived together.

I made sure she cooked every day because I was worried that she would be careless about her meals since she lived alone.

Now that he's by her side, there's no need for her to lift a finger.

If you love someone, you won't let them suffer.

Marrying her isn't about making her a slave, but about nurturing and cherishing her with love.

That way, their life together will last a long time.

This is Ye Chen's aspiration and definition of marriage.