"Can you stop bragging?" Gao Lan huffed as she yelled at Zhan Yun.
Then, Gao Lan muttered to herself, "Having the old lady beg at your door in three days? What a daydream, a loser is just a loser, always lost in fantasies."
Lingxue looked at Zhan Yun in surprise. After Gao Lan's voice softened, Lingxue asked in a low voice, "Was what you just said true?"
Zhan Yun gave a quiet nod.
Just then, Gao Lan's loud voice came through, "Zhan Yun, we've run out of vegetables at home. Here's some money for you to buy a few things."
"Okay," Zhan Yun replied, accepting the money from his mother-in-law's hand.
"Also, you haven't come to cook for the last two or three days. Starting from today, you'll continue to cook every evening and morning, got it?" Gao Lan ordered casually.
"Oh." Zhan Yun didn't feel there was anything wrong. His routine had been like this when he was taking care of An'an.
However, Lingxue wouldn't have it now, and she drew out her words, "Mom——"
