When Zhi Xue learned of his fiance’s fever, he felt it was only natural for him to do everything he can for you, even cooking.

However, his lack of cooking skills is so dire that the maids banned him from the kitchen, in fear of him accidentally creating poison.

His face was smudged with soot, holding a pot in his hand that was filled with what was supposed to be.. chicken soup?

“Oh dear, I’m sure I followed the recipe..” He furrows his brows in confusion, wondering why it’s green.