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At the Qiao Family's home, three women were happily chatting on the couch.
Until Lu Xiuxiu glanced at the time, which was almost noon, and went directly into the kitchen to get busy.
Just as Su Mucheng was about to follow, Ms. Su called out, "Wait, Chengzi, help me roll up my sleeves, and let's go help together."
While speaking, she even winked at Su Mucheng.
"My dear in-laws, there's no need to be so polite. I can get things done quickly on my own... no need..."
"It's fine, I love cooking for Chengzi at home the most."
Ms. Su said sweetly to Lu Xiuxiu, then chose not to fuss over Su Mucheng's somewhat disrespectful gaze and whispered, "Your dad asked you to invite Qiao Ze to our house for dinner tonight, he'll be cooking himself."
