Just as Jing Xiaocha was about to go in and explain that she was cooking tonight, she heard Wen Jin's voice come through, "Good, as expected, Little Hui is obedient, much more than someone else I know."
Jing Xiaocha twitched her lips, silently defending herself in her mind.
I only had a bowl of instant noodles, how does that make me disobedient?
Little Hui, praised, immediately broke into a happy smile.
And couldn't help flattering, "Uncle Wen, the dishes you made last time were so delicious, I want to learn cooking from you."
"No problem."
Wen Jin's voice was clear and cheerful, as if the one giving her the cold shoulder earlier wasn't him at all.
Jing Xiaocha silently sighed; last time Brother Wen had warned her not to eat instant noodles, saying they were bad for health.
Now that he caught her eating them again, he was definitely angry.
Which was why even the cooking for tonight, which was supposed to be her turn, was snatched away by the two of them.
