After the meal.
At Wu Zeqing's home.
"Let me wash the dishes!"
"Put it down."
"No, no. You've already prepared dinner, so you can leave the rest to me."
"This is my house, I don't need you to do such chores."
"That's not right, I won't feel good like this."
"Oh, you.... You've already given me a most precious birthday gift with 'Ode of Mulan'. I intend to keep that with me for the rest of my life, so that I can pass it on to my children."
"That's not worth anything. If you want more, I can write more. Please just let me wash the dishes!"
After fighting all day, Wu Zeqing finally stopped talking and just looked subtly into Zhang Ye's eyes. She did not say or do anything.
Zhang Ye said, "Please let me do it. You are my leader, so how can I let you keep doing such chores. You're making thing difficult for me, these bowls..... Alright, you do it then!" He had been fazed by Wu Zeqing's stare.
