Wen Qiao gave him a nonchalant glance, pretending not to understand the implication in his words, "Then peel it yourself."
"..."
Fu Qiang saw Fu Jinghen get put in his place by Wen Qiao and felt gleeful. She picked up a shrimp and ate it leisurely, as if savoring a grand meal, and finally exclaimed, "The shrimp Qiaoqiao peeled is just delicious."
Fu Jinghen: "..."
The meal was quite harmonious. Wen Qiao had arrived feeling somewhat reserved, but that reservation was thoroughly dispelled by a few words from Fu Qiang. Qi Ming also livened up the atmosphere, and Fu Jinghen was constantly attentive to her mood. All in all, she had a full meal while being treated like a national treasure by the other three.
After dinner, Wen Qiao volunteered to wash the dishes. She had arrived too late to help with cooking and was already feeling quite embarrassed, so she had to make up for it in other ways.
