"Is this really convenient? Maybe I should just go back."
As Chen Mo picked up his toolbox, he couldn't help but let out a grimace of pain.
It was deliberate.
Sure enough, upon seeing this, Gao Bing spoke with a hint of helplessness, "Master Chen, what's the rush?"
"Why don't you stay here tonight and try my cooking?" she suggested.
As she spoke, Gao Bing quickly helped Chen Mo back to the sofa.
Then she herself re-entered the kitchen.
As Chen Mo witnessed this scene unfold before him, his heart was instantly filled with intense jealousy.
That damn waste of a man.
Now, leaving such a wife at home all the time.
It was utterly outrageous.
If it was her, she'd probably rush home right after work.
How could he possibly allow such a woman to have any free time?
Gao Bing's cooking skills were indeed quite good.
Soon, a sumptuous dinner appeared before the two.
Throughout the meal, Chen Mo kept praising Gao Bing's cooking, which was very impressive.
