Just as their day were about to end, Melanie’s sweet time was interrupted when a knock was heard, making her pause the video and walk towards her room’s door, as it was her hobby to just open it on her own rather than making them open it themselves.
“Yuan’s downstairs, they’re going to have a dinner with us.” Her mom said with a smile, still holding her wooden spatula and is wearing her pink apron, also her favorite color.
“Why? It’s not the time for the combined dinner yet.” She asked confusedly. Did I remember the day wrong? I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to be on Saturday and not today. “Did you changed the monthly schedule?”
Her mom chuckled and shook her head. “Theresa said that it’s Yuan’s fault.” She said, confusing Melanie once again. “What did he do? Burn their kitchen?” she as
