Since Zhao Anan had already tossed the garlic into the dustbin, Mu Qing had to pretend that he didn't have any of it left with him. He couldn't possibly say to Zheng Jing that he had some which his wife didn't want him to give away.
It was okay to trick friends, but Mu Qing was not going to trick his wife!
Also, Zhao Anan talked to him in such a bossy way making him feel as if she regarded him as her man. That greatly pleased Mu Qing warming his heart.
He picked a piece of meat with eggplants and delivered it to Zhao Anan's lips. "Try the eggplant, that is the first dish you made, wonderful!"
Zhao Anan ate as she smiled brightly, not caring that Mu Qing had tried the food with this very pair of chopsticks earlier.
"Very good, very good! It is tasty! I didn't know that I could cook so well. Why didn't I notice that before?"
Oh lady, it was not you who cooked, it was me, okay!!
