Su Shuochi, the man whom Second Uncle Gu and Auntie Gu were scheming of ninety-nine ways to kill, was currently busy dotingly placing food onto his wife's plate.
"Shuo Ci, don't just put food on Jiaojiao's plate. You should eat more yourself."
Mrs. Gu saw that her daughter's bowl was piled high like a small mountain. She picked up the serving chopsticks and placed a piece of food into Su Shuochi's bowl.
"Thank you, Mom..." Su Shuochi said gratefully.
"My mom's right, you should eat more too. Here, this is your favorite braised pork trotter."
Taking a moment from her own busy eating, Gu Jiaojiao picked up a large piece of pork trotter and put it in Su Shuochi's bowl.
"Mm, you eat, honey."
The couple acted as if no one else was around, placing food on each other's plates and whispering sweet nothings. The loving, sweet scene actually boosted everyone's appetite.
Watching his wife put food on his plate, Su Shuochi couldn't help but reveal a doting expression.
