Step one: make herself look sane. The disheveled look screamed 'unstable'.
Step two: The food she could make presentable on gorgeous dishes.
Mo Qingchen would never see their dark past.
She let out a small sigh of relief, feeling better immediately. As she made her way to the prep area, she managed a confident sway of the hips. She totally had this!
A cocky grin began to spread across her face.
She heard footsteps behind her as she reached it. Mo Qingchen stood frozen in place, taking in the destruction that surrounded him. His head tilted to the side and then his sharp eyes slid over to her.
"What have you done?" His eyes darted around before he frowned.
"Isn't it obvious?" She gave him a bright smile. She went far enough to bat her lashes at him, hoping to distract him with her charms.
"Yes." He took a step towards her. "You destroyed our kitchen."
"Please." She waved him off. "Stop being so dramatic."
