After boiling the meat, the next step was to simmer the broth and wrap the wontons.
Ye Ning thought that after spending a little while in the kitchen, he would leave since such a messy place wasn't where he liked to stay.
But to her surprise, when she returned from the stove, she saw him holding a knife, chopping meat on the cutting board without rhythm. Those beautiful, slender fingers, which had spent a lifetime dealing with computers and documents, were now gripping a kitchen knife.
Ye Ning was dumbfounded. She had wanted to say something, but then she changed her mind and swallowed the words, and went to get the ingredients. She fetched a clean plate and came to stand beside him.
"Are you done chopping?"
"I don't know!"
"Let me see..." She reached out with chopsticks to part the meat under his knife and saw the mince was nearly ready. She told him to stop chopping and took the bowl that had been set aside, then filled it with the meat.
"Need ginger?"
"Mhm."
