Seeing Fang Shiyu biting her lower lip with a disgruntled expression while continuing to chop vegetables, Wang Chu'an found the sight rather amusing. He couldn't help letting out a soft chuckle, hoping she wouldn't notice.
He hurried over to the kitchen, filled a basin with water, and washed his face and hands.
Once finished, he put on an apron and took the wild boar's stomach that had been prepped that morning out of the cabinet.
Chapter 80