These days, Sui Zhou’s daily routine included meal planning for three, deciding what they would eat later that day for dinner and drawing up a shopping list so that Dong’er could go to the market while he and Tang Fan go off to work. Dong’er was competent enough in the kitchen to fend for herself during the day; otherwise Sui Zhou kept a comfortable tab at Dong Ji to ensure that even if he and Tang Fan got carried away with some case or another, Dong’er wouldn’t go hungry even if she didn’t want to cook. After a day of chasing after some of the most hardened criminals of the capital, the sizzle of fat in the wok and the bubbling of soup on the stove as Sui Zhou cooked dinner for Tang Fan and Dong’er became the most relaxing sound of his day.