Although cooking and frying are ordinary jobs, he still couldn't bear to see his wife work so hard.
"It's not tiring to cook two dishes." Su Qingyue brought the vegetables to the table, and Xiao Yuchuan pinched her slender waist, always feeling that his wife's waist was so thin it seemed about to break.
As he helped serve rice, "Wife, I've cooked Fourth Brother's meal. Earlier, before Tao Meijiao left, she said Fourth Brother hadn't eaten for two days. I'll go call him."
"Okay."
He walked to Xiao Qinghe's room and knocked on the door, "Fourth Brother, I know you're in there. You haven't eaten for two days, how can your body take it? Dinner's ready; come out and eat something."
After knocking a few more times, there was still no response from inside, "Fourth Brother..."
Xiao Yuchuan knew Fourth Brother was going through a hard time, but there was no way he would let his wife go to another man. His wife could only belong to him!
