Considering everything, that was the previous sentence Yimo had said.
As Yimo's words fell, even Dalong, who was usually composed and steady, couldn't help but let out a low chuckle, pleasantly agreeing with his wife. Glancing at Qin Jifeng, he said with untroubled composure—
"I think her metaphor is quite apt."
"I can't be bothered to argue with you all. You can have the kitchen for your lovey-dovey show. I'm going out to play cards with Ashi and the others."
Qin Jifeng tactfully left the scene.
...
"Did the start-up ceremony go smoothly?"
Long Chengyu asked indifferently.
Shu Yimo was also standing by, helping to wash the vegetables. "It was okay," she said. "Just had a bit of a clash with Bai Xiexie. I took the opportunity to put her in her place in front of Fan Lingjue. Not sure if it'll have any effect though."
"How did you run into him again?"
Long Chengyu asked, not even looking at her. His tone sounded quite casual.
