Xiao Mei didn't return to the sofa, instead leaning against the kitchen doorway, watching Bai Xiaofan cook while bickering with him.
It wasn't that Xiao Mei was intentionally keeping her distance from Heather; it was just her personality.
If it weren't for her familiarity with Bai Xiaofan, she wouldn't even bother to speak much with him.
Asking her to sit on the sofa and converse with a stranger was really asking too much of her!
However, Heather's face showed utter confusion.
She had hidden and watched with her own eyes as Bai Xiaofan killed those assassins.
How imposing and domineering he had been?
Especially when he slapped a speeding car, bringing it to a halt, it was like something out of a dream.
Who could have imagined that he would now be turned into a domestic cook!
He had not only bought groceries but also had to cook.
The stark contrast between these two images was simply too hard for anyone to believe they were the same person!
