When he heard Xi Xiaye, Mu Yuchen smiled as he passed the potatoes to Xi Xiaye. "Does my cooking have anything to do with their impression of me?"
Xi Xiaye took the potatoes, then carefully peeled the skins and washed them. "Of course, back then Mother wanted me to become prestigious housewife material, being talented at cooking and learning to be a quiet and gentle lady, yet Grandfather said every girl should be a princess. Cooking shouldn't only be a woman's task."
She finished working on one potato and put it before Mu Yuchen as she started working on another. "Mother thought it made sense, so she asked me to get married to someone who can cook in the future. She also said a man who's willing to cook wouldn't be too bad."
"So, are you feeling lucky that you're married to me or are you praising me, or both?" The man went along and acted usually without any humility. Xi Xiaye rolled her eyes at him.
"Mu Yuchen?" Xi Xiaye suddenly called out to him.
