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"Yes."
"Xiaomai, it seems that Chutian isn't treating you badly, has he mentioned that woman?"
"No."
"That's good. You're not inferior to that woman in any way, no matter what, you must remember to find a way to capture his heart. Sigh, if only I had taught you how to cook."
Mai's mother heaved a sigh.
"What does this have to do with cooking?"
"Haven't you heard that to catch a man's heart, you must first catch his stomach? A person's heart and stomach are interconnected, your dad can't leave me because my cooking is top-notch."
"Hehe—"
Mai Xiaomai chuckled.
From the moment she was born, her parents doted on her, holding her in the palms of their hands. Even though they were not exceedingly wealthy, she lived a life akin to a princess, with everything provided for her.
At home, she was someone whose hands never touched spring water, completely unfamiliar with household chores.
