With a flicker in her eyes, Wen Ran retorted, "How could that be? Am I such a wicked woman?"
She sat next to Mo Xiuchen, watching him put a piece of winter melon into his mouth, and immediately asked, "How's the taste of the winter melon? Try the ribs, then have some soup."
Mo Xiuchen smiled gently, "Did you make this soup?"
"Quite perceptive!"
Wen Ran raised her brows in pride, "Tonight's meal, I cooked everything, including this soup. My brother and Older Brother Gu both said it was delicious."
At her words, Mo Xiuchen stopped laughing, his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowing, "Did Gu Kai also eat it?"
Wen Ran grinned and brought a spoonful of soup to his lips, saying lightly, "I made plenty. When sending food to my brother, I prepared an extra portion. Older Brother Gu always takes care of my brother—it's only right that I show some gratitude."
"I heard that you visited him yesterday!"
