She laughed coldly. I can use my hands to hold a gun, a mouse, or a spatula, but only if I'm willing to. Dad, you've always treated me like a boy. Why, do you suddenly want me to learn how to cook? "
Everyone knew Sima Zhao's intentions, and Zhou Nan was barely holding back his anger as he coldly threw out these words.
Zhou Zhihai smiled apologetically. I'm doing this for your own good. You're living alone. Aunt Hui is not young anymore. She can't take care of you all the time. You can't always eat takeaway, can you? " If you learn how to cook two dishes, your stomach won't suffer."
Zhou Nan almost wanted to applaud her father for his crown.
He wanted to attach himself to the Gu family, yet he was so secretive about it. How could she have such a father who only thought about herself and never considered her feelings?
