When Mu Jinyu heard Wen Rou's answer, he became unhappy and said discontentedly, "So from the beginning to the end, you never really had confidence in me? Did you think that whenever I dealt with those places, I was more likely to fail than succeed?"
Wen Rou's pretty face blushed slightly as she quickly set down the food she was handling and waved her hands, saying, "No, I didn't mean that, I believe you would definitely succeed, but I still can't help but worry a little."
"That's more like it." Mu Jinyu's expression eased a bit, and he walked over to glance at the ingredients Wen Rou was organizing. He said, "It's getting late, let's eat here, just give me a bowl of rice, radish pork rib soup, and some greens on the side."
"Okay, then you go out first, I'll make it right away," Wen Rou said with a smile, nodding her head.
