By the evening, when Liwei reached home, he saw Xie Ming in the kitchen. He pursed his lips as he couldn't stop thinking about Bai Ju's words.
Empress? Fairy Zhao?
He remembered that in the past, Xie Ming never cooked anything but after she woke up from the coma, she not only started cooking traditional Chinese cuisine but it was better than his mother who has been cooking for so long. How can she start cooking without learning suddenly and that too so delicious?
" Oh? You're here? When did you come?" Xie Ming was surprised when she saw Liwei standing in the living room. She turned the gas on low and went out of the kitchen.
He stared at her as she came out of the kitchen; she was wearing a comfy home dress with slippers and was wearing a light blue colored apron. No matter what, she looked the same but different at the same time.
