After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

Jane made do with the leftovers from yesterday, along with some eggs, meat, and vegetables from the refrigerator, and simply cooked three dishes.

Zhou Zean also helped her wipe the table and serve the food.

"Try it and see if it's good?" Jian Ailing smiled and placed the chopsticks in front of Zhou Ze'an. "I just cooked it casually, so you can eat it anyway."

"How could I just make do? I think it's delicious." Zhou Ze'an smiled and took a bite.

Each dish was a simple home-style meal: stir-fried eggs with wood ear mushrooms, beef with tomatoes, and boiled greens, but Zhou Ze'an ate with great relish.

Seeing that he seemed to be really enjoying his meal, Jane Ailing felt reassured and started eating with him.

When her cooking skills were not good, she once cooked for Fan Yue to eat, but she could tell that Fan Yue ate the meal she cooked with great difficulty. After that, Fan Yue would only invite her to her own home for meals and never came to Jian Ailing's house for meals again.

So at first, she didn't have much hope for her cooking skills.

"Brother Ze'an, you don't need to eat so fast, there's still rice in the rice cooker."

"Because it's really delicious, I could eat it every day and never get tired of it."

"That's too much of an honor. Don't I know my own abilities?"

"Ailing, it seems you've really grown up. You're no longer the naive little girl you used to be," Zhou Ze'an said with a hint of emotion.

"Of course! I've told you so many times, I'm really not the little kid I used to be!"

Zhou Ze'an suddenly put down his chopsticks, and his expression became serious. "Ai Ling, I have something I want to tell you."

"What's wrong, Ze'an?" Jian Ailing looked at him curiously, swallowed the food in her mouth, and put down her chopsticks. "Is there something important?"

"I..." Zhou Zean had just started to speak when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Jane walked to the door with some curiosity, opened it, and saw a housekeeper in work clothes outside.

"Hello, Ms. Jane, I'm here to do some cleaning."

"What?" Jane looked at her blankly. "But... I didn't book this service."

"This is a complimentary service from the property management; it includes two hours of free cleaning." The cleaning staff outside the door remained all smiles. "May I come in?"

If she were home alone, Jian Ailing would never have let this woman in. But Zhou Ze'an is here too… If it really is a free cleaning service provided by the property management, then might as well take advantage of it.

"Come in." Jane opened the door and let the cleaning staff into the house.

The cleaner looked well-trained, carrying a large toolbox on his back, which, when opened, contained all sorts of tools.

"Ms. Jane, which area would you like cleaned?"

"Let's... clean the whole house."

After Jian Ailing finished speaking, she watched the cleaning lady walk into the restroom, then went back to the dining table and sat down. "Brother Ze'an, was there something you wanted to say to me just now?"

"Uh...it's nothing." Zhou Ze'an gave an awkward smile.

"Oh... I'll pack my things first."

"Let me help you collect it."

"No need, you're a guest, please sit down," Jian Ailing said as she stood up and quickly went into the kitchen.

With a cleaner working at home and Jane Ailing in the kitchen, Zhou Zean sat alone at the dining table, feeling somewhat awkward.

The dining table was not far from the sliding door and was also next to the kitchen. Although Zhou Ze'an could not see Jian Ailing, he could hear the sound of water coming from the kitchen.

He could picture her with her head down, humming a song as she washed the dishes.

"Ailing..." Zhou Zean stood up involuntarily and walked step by step towards the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" Jian Ailing stood by the sink, turning her head in confusion to look at Zhou Ze'an standing outside the door.

Just as she had imagined, she wore an apron, her long hair casually clipped up, she had shed some of her naivety, and her whole demeanor had become more gentle.

"I think……"

Just as Zhou Zean opened his mouth, the doorbell rang again.

His expression finally changed.

"Sorry, I'll go check." Jian Ailing smiled helplessly, then walked past him and quickly headed for the door.

What's going on today? Why is her house so lively?

She opened the door and found a food delivery guy standing outside.

"Hello, here's your takeout." The delivery guy handed her the bag.

"I...I didn't order takeout." Jian Ailing glanced at the packaging; it was Hui Kee Dessert.

"Look, this address and phone number match, right?"

Jane Ailing carefully examined the recipient's information, and it did indeed match hers.

"Miss, this might be a little surprise from your friend." The deliveryman handed the item back to Jane Ailing. "You should accept it, otherwise we won't be able to explain ourselves."

Seeing the deliveryman's honest smile, Jian Ailing could only nod and accept the items.

She took the sweet soup back into the house, opened the package, and found that it was Hui Kee's bird's nest and snow pear sweet soup.

Jane Ailing was taken aback, and her expression changed slightly.

The last time she drank this dessert was when Yu Yunting brought it back for her.

How could that be... Could it be that he ordered this for her this time too?

Jane put down the sugar water, her heart pounding.

But how could Yu Yunting possibly know her address? The only people who know she lives here are Zhu Yan and Zhou Ze'an, and maybe the mother and daughter next door.

Jane looked around blankly, and inadvertently caught sight of the dark house across the street.

Could it be that……