What does my sister-in-law mean by this?
Explaining so clearly, is she hinting that I have plenty of time?
Shen Yuan inwardly wondered, but still calmly began to change his shoes.
Sitting down at the dining table, Chen Xinyu, just like Nana, served me a bowl of white rice.
The two sisters really were cut from the same cloth, considerate and meticulous.
There were plenty of dishes on the table, including fish, shrimp, chicken, and even a kelp soup.
Shen Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Did you make all these?"
"Yes."
Chen Xinyu replied shyly with her head down, "My cooking isn't as good as my sister's, Brother-in-law, I hope you won't mind."
"No worries, I love anything made by you sisters."
"Not that—"
Realizing his slip of the tongue, Shen Yuan hurriedly corrected himself, "What I meant to say was, I love whatever you sisters cook."
Chen Xinyu became even more embarrassed, her pure face lowering even further as she picked at her rice timidly.
