Ye Lingling Cooks to Celebrate His Birthday, Qian Renxue Reveals Her Feelings

At the Pill Tower headquarters, waves of appetizing aromas drifted out from the backyard kitchen.

Ye Lingling wore a plain white apron and busied herself before the stove. Her movements were far from practiced, even somewhat clumsy. As the Ye Clan's legitimate daughter, she had been pampered since childhood and had never needed to lift a finger for household chores. Cooking had once been simply unimaginable to her.

Yet now, she chopped vegetables, put them into the wok, and added seasonings, treating every step with the utmost care. Fine beads of sweat formed on her forehead, but she did not spare the time to wipe them away.

Several small dishes had already been placed on the stove. They were all ordinary home-cooked meals, nothing like rare delicacies, but every dish contained her heartfelt intentions.

"Lingling, when did you learn to cook?" Dugu Yan leaned against the kitchen doorframe with her arms folded, watching Ye Lingling's busy back with surprise. A hint of languidness lay in her eyes, while a teasing smile curled at her lips.

Without turning around, Ye Lingling softly said, "I learned from the cook at the clinic. Zhao Ming has helped our Ye Clan so much. Since it's his birthday, I had to do something."

Dugu Yan nodded and took an exquisite gift box from her Soul Tool, placing it beside the stove. "I can't cook, so I put some thought into picking out a gift for Zhao Ming. Take a look for me. Do you think this is all right?"

Ye Lingling wiped her hands and opened the gift box.

Inside was a pill furnace the size of an adult's head. Its entire body had been forged from rare metal, and intricate patterns were engraved across its surface. The workmanship was exquisite at a glance, clearly