Chapter 5

After entering the kitchen, I washed my hands first, then skillfully opened the refrigerator, all in one smooth motion.

The most common ingredients often only require the simplest cooking. A few minutes later, I placed two bowls of instant noodles on the dining table.

When he smelled the aroma, he walked over with a look of disdain, "Is this what you eat for breakfast?"

"What do you eat then?" I asked.

Breakfast time is usually rushed, which working person would specially get up to cook nowadays?

He stared at the two bowls of instant noodles and sighed: "Never mind, go sit on the sofa and watch some TV for a while."

So, I was banished from the kitchen area to the sofa zone.

While watching TV, I kept sneaking glances at the kitchen. He complained my food wasn't nutritious, so I wanted to see what delicious meal this pampered young master could whip up.

As I was chatting with my roommate on my phone, I suddenly heard rapid footsteps coming from upstairs. My impression of the refined Ethan was shattered as he bounded down the stairs in a yellow pajamas, looking like a giant rubber duck with wings. "Uncle, I'm up!" he called out.

I jolted up from the sofa, "E-Ethan?!"

He looked at me in surprise, clearly not expecting to find me in his living room. "Vivian, why are you here?" he asked, bewildered.