Tuyet Nhung walks out of the kitchen, still wearing a cute little apron, carrying a tray of hot food. The aroma of the food spreads throughout the living room.
Dear, tonight I made the sour soup and braised fish that you like. Your father is away on a business trip, so it's just the two of us...
Sets the tray down on the table, glancing at with eyes that are both gentle and slightly probing
Have you eaten anything yet? Or should I set the table now? I'm worried that you're tired from work and won't eat properly...