"Sister-in-law, I don't quite understand what you mean," Li Qing feigned ignorance.
"If you don't understand, then what did you mean by what you just said?" Yu Lan pressed Li Qing with a stern gaze.
Yu Lan was so nervous that she even seemed somewhat on the verge of anger and collapse.
Li Qing cleared his throat and said, "Auntie, what I said was not problematic. Isn't it just you cooking, cleaning, and taking care of their father and son by yourself? If you don't want to, you don't have to serve them!"
"Ah? Oh, you mean... that's what you mean." Yu Lan's face instantly turned bright red.
She had embarrassed herself.
Li Qing didn't look at her expression anymore, his gaze fixed on the two steamed buns only partially concealed by her clothes.
He had even seen the clear patterns of veins on top in great detail.
"I, just now, I think I misunderstood, yes, I misunderstood you," Yu Lan said somewhat flusteredly, glancing at Li Qing.
