Shi Su opened the screen again and saw the photo that had accidentally been seen by them earlier. She laughed openly, "Occasionally, when he's less busy, though it's rare, he does cook some favorites for me and the kids. For instance, I particularly love the ribs he makes, and my daughter especially enjoys the steak he grills."
Luo Fang nodded from the other side: "Mr. Jing should be busier than all of us, especially a man of his stature. It's really rare for him to come home and cook for his wife and kids when he's not busy. I feel outdone."
Xv Qingqing laughed beside him: "Even though you can only make fried rice with egg, it's still the best in the world."
Luo Fang smiled, and there was nothing but tenderness between the couple's eyes.
Zhang Kerong, sitting nearby, swallowed a mouthful of dog food and then looked outside, only to see Jing Jihan getting a small bag of melons from Mr. He, obviously to help Shi Su.
Wow, another silent mouthful of dog food.
