A few minutes later, Tang Luo was chased out of the kitchen by Han Ruobing.
Tang Luo felt helpless. He hadn't really done anything—just praised his wife a bit. Was that so wrong?
Really!
He wandered around the living room for a bit, turned on the TV, and started watching it while sitting on the sofa.
About ten minutes later, Han Yuxuan came down from upstairs.
Just as she was about to greet Tang Luo, she saw her sister carrying breakfast from the kitchen to the dining table.
This scene widened her eyes in surprise.
Then she looked at Tang Luo, who was lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching TV, and was utterly confused. What the hell was going on?
Wasn't it supposed to be Tang Luo making breakfast?
Why had it turned into her sister doing it?
"Morning, Yuxuan!"
Tang Luo greeted his sister-in-law with a smile.
"Brother Luo, what's going on?"
Han Yuxuan stepped forward and asked quietly.
"What do you mean what's going on?"
