Indeed, this mother-daughter pair was flattering the man to fight over the last chicken cutlet. This was the greatest food battle in history, a daily drama performed in the Shang household.
Caught in the middle, the middle-aged handsome man who was valued only for his cooking skills smiled bitterly. He was not Shang Keixin’s biological father, but her uncle; Qin Fake was not her biological mother, but her aunt who raised her since childhood. But since she lost her parents and moved into this family, discovering her uncle’s extraordinary cooking skills, she never stopped fighting with her “mother” daily over her “father’s” delicious cooking!
“Yes! I won! Ha! Eat your chicken! The soft cartilage is mine.” Qin Fake excitedly picked up the soft cartilage with her chopsticks and immediately popped it into her mouth.
“You… and you!” Shang Kexin was suddenly enveloped by a wave of anger, “Fine… I… I finally see you clearly today…” She roared, “You pair of dogs, I… I’m going to run away from home to show you!”
She was yelling, but on the other side, it was all intimacy!
Qin Fake picked up a piece of fatty and tender chicken and placed it at her dear husband’s mouth, “Good husband, here, this is for you!”
Looking at her generous and doting manner, Shang Yunzhong couldn’t help but laugh and cry. This chicken cutlet was originally his!
“What’s so great about your man being able to cook? It was me who helped you find him back then! You… hmph! Ungrateful woman, is it so impressive to have a man who can cook? I’ll go find one to cook for me!”
“Suit yourself!” With food to eat, Qin Fake was in a great mood and didn’t want to argue with her.
“You… you’re making me so angry! Don’t ever want to see me… No! Don’t let me see you, hmph!” Shang Kexin roared angrily, turned and walked a few steps, then stopped, looked back, and took the entire plate with half a chicken cutlet in a huff.
Just as she walked out of the living room and through the door—
“Here we go again!” Qin Fake rolled her eyes. How could this daughter be so easily provoked?
“Let her go!”
