They had no shared living environment, didn't operate in the same area, and he had no recollection of the past at all: his eyes were only for his wife.
She was barred from his world, unable to enter.
"Ms. Cheng, have some vegetables! This is your cooking, you should eat more today," An Hao greeted Cheng Yu enthusiastically.
"Alright. I haven't cooked in a long time, I don't know if it's any good," Cheng Yu said, her gaze shifting to Qin Jian, "Staff Officer Qin, how do you find the dishes I've made? Are they palatable?"
"Quite delicious," Qin Jian complimented her.
Although her cooking skills were far inferior to An Hao's, he praised her to save face.