Ye Qilan nodded repeatedly, unabashedly complimenting her, "Wife, you're amazing."
Su Hongxing chuckled, "No matter how capable I am, it's nothing compared to you. It's not surprising for women to handle housework, but a man who can earn big money—now that's truly impressive. You're a business genius. In that area, there aren't many men who can match you."
But there are plenty of women with better cooking skills than her. Comparing like that would be fairer.
"I think the food you cook tastes the best." After a slight pause, Ye Qilan added, "You're the best in the entire world, one of a kind."
Su Hongxing fell silent for a moment. In this man's eyes, her very spit would probably smell sweet. Perhaps this is what they call "beauty in the eyes of the beholder."
The whole table was watching her and Ye Qilan; his incessant praises earlier made her a bit embarrassed. "I'll go boil the dumplings again. It'll be quick. You all eat first."
