Ming Ge's eyes suddenly widened indignantly as she said, "Hey, Gong Yeyan, what do you mean by that?"
She questioned him half in anger, half in annoyance.
Her voice was not low, drawing the attention of many shoppers around them.
Ming Ge quickly adjusted her expression, and only after the passersby had looked away did she lower her voice and softly "hmmph."
Gong Yeyan was flipping through some documents, with one hand holding a cellphone to his ear. He spoke softly, "What I mean is, you don't look like someone who can cook at all, so I'm expressing a perfectly normal doubt."
Ming Ge: "..."
Ming Ge grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Do I really look that incapable?"
"Yes."
Indignant, she retorted, "Is that how a boyfriend should act?"
"..."
In a strong condemnation and protest, she added, "That's how you lose a girlfriend!"
After a moment of silence, Gong Yeyan suddenly said, "Ming Ge, my mother used to cook when I was very young."
