"What the hell." After Zhou Mei left, Wang Shuyun whispered, "Mom, I didn't say anything wrong just now, did I?" Why does it feel like my sister-in-law walked away with a scheming face again?
"If you get along well with Aiguo, she probably won't be able to sit still." Zheng Xiangjun said helplessly.
"That's impossible." Although she would love to see Zhou Mei with a look of constipation, getting along with Yang Aiguo?
She'd rather be stabbed quickly!
"Go help your sister cook in the kitchen, don't be an eyesore here, looking at you annoys me." Zheng Xiangjun waved a hand.
"Then don't say I didn't keep you company." Wang Shuyun ate a piece of apple and happily went to the kitchen.
The reason she and Yang Aiguo had been reporting here for the past few days was to freeload on meals.
After eating Wang Shuxia's cooking for a few days, the thought of eating at the cafeteria was simply unappetizing.
Oh, if only her son could marry a daughter-in-law who could cook!
