Xia Xin, somewhat manipulated by Wu Jia, found herself in the kitchen. When she took some vegetables out of the refrigerator, it finally struck her, 'Wu Jia could order takeout, so why did she wait for me to return home and cook?'
Xia Xin went back out and asked, "If you were really hungry, why didn't you just order takeout? Did you have to wait for me to come back and cook?"
Wu Jia had just finished the last potato chip and was licking the seasoning off her fingers. She said, "The food from outside is unhealthy. Only homemade food is good for me as my stomach is delicate."
As Xia Xin felt her anger building up, Wu Jia quickly played the sweet card and said, "I know you've been working hard. How about this, I'll cook tomorrow, and you can eat when you come back, okay?"
Under Wu Jia's relentless persuasion, Xia Xin, even if she was upset, couldn't express her anger. She had no choice but to obediently accept and start cooking for Wu Jia.
