"Come on, Xu Rongfei, you can do it. You've got this..."
In the kitchen, Xu Rongfei was cheering herself on. If Ning Fan knew what she was doing right now, he would definitely tell her not to bother, because there was absolutely no point to it.
"No matter the result, at least you've tried, haven't you?"
Holding onto these words, Xu Rongfei couldn't help but clench her fists. Amid the rising steam before her, she felt as though she could already see the outcome.
This premonition frightened her, but she understood that if she didn't follow through, she would regret it for the rest of her life.
Time ticked away, and the process felt like torture for Xu Rongfei, as the time left to her was dwindling.
Cooking this meal herself, Xu Rongfei had made careful preparations. She had deliberately decorated the house to be warm and inviting, and her figure standing in the kitchen now exuded an almost maternal glow.
