Xiao Changyi remained silent.
It was An Jing who realized Wang Youbao's thoughts and couldn't help but chuckle, "My husband is not mute; he just doesn't like to talk." Then, turning to him, she asked with a smile, "Husband, that's right, isn't it?"
Xiao Changyi immediately responded softly with a single word, "Mmm."
Wang Youbao: "..." This man really is special... no, this couple is really special; both of them are different from others, especially different.
Once they left the Hundred Dishes Restaurant, An Jing deliberately asked Xiao Changyi, "Husband, did you feel uncomfortable seeing me cooking and serving them food just now?"
Xiao Changyi slightly shook his head.
"Oh, why don't you feel uncomfortable today?" An Jing feigned surprise as she asked.
Xiao Changyi knew she was pretending—the smile in her eyes and at the corners of her mouth revealed that she was actually very aware—but he still said softly, "Because I know you are doing it to earn money to support me."
