Chapter 514: Ten years ago

Tony tied his long hair behind his head and replied leisurely.

Then he walked into the kitchen, and Andrew followed.

As soon as they entered, a scent of simmering soup greeted them.

Andrew furrowed his brow slightly, "What's that smell?"

"Duck soup."

"I don't really like it."

"I know," Tony looked at him, "but I do."

After saying that, he glanced at Andrew, opened the lid, and added some salt.

Watching the thin mist rise, Tony's thoughts drifted, as if he had returned to ten years ago.

...

Ten years ago

At that time, Tony was willing to do anything to make Andrew happy.

Including cooking.

Knowing about Andrew's sensitive stomach, Tony bought a clay pot and nestled in his cramped room. He slow-cooked duck soup for hours and prepared some signature dishes, eagerly heading over to Andrew's place.

He called, only to hear Andrew's groggy voice on the other end.

"I went