Ye Yuwei looked like there was nothing worth living for anymore and wanted nothing more than to dig a hole to hide in.
"Mommy is the happiest when you and your sister are healthy and well." Ye Yuwei tried her best to maintain a smile as she explained to her son.
"Oh, that means you don't need him to do anything else either," Ye Xicheng said as he shot a disdainful glance at Gu Juexi as if to say, 'It's not something you can achieve anyway!'
Ye Yuwei leaned against the sofa and tried not to die. Could this man retain some sense of dignity for himself in front of his own child?
Gu Juexi was in an extremely good mood as he watched Ye Yuwei struggle to explain herself. Internally, he despised the other men. Why would they offer to cook for no damn reason?
Cooking was Mr. Gu's lifelong pain.
Even the six-year-old Ye Xicheng could cook a simple meal, but he could not.
Yes, Mr. Gu knew nothing else than making porridge!
