By the time Lu Xiao finished all the dishes on the table, it was already 8 p.m.
Even then, Liu Mingshu asked him if he had eaten enough.
Indeed, with the status of an adopted son, the treatment was completely different.
In the past few days, Liu Mingshu didn't care whether he was hungry or not, and even when he shamelessly mooched some food, she would give him sass and roll her eyes.
"If you've eaten enough, go for a walk to digest, I'll take care of these," Liu Mingshu pointed at the table and said.
"I'll do the dishes!" Lu Xiao immediately stood up.
Doing dishes after freeloading was the least one could do.
He had eaten at Liu Mingshu's place several times these past days, and each time it was he who washed the dishes afterward.
"No need, no need, just tidy them up a bit and put them in the dishwasher, it's not a big deal," Liu Mingshu waved her hand.
Lu Xiao blinked several times, "Didn't you say the dishwasher was broken?"
