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Lu Man nodded. "It's delicious."

Immediately after, Lu Man finished it in a few bites.

Han Zhuoli felt relieved.

Speaking of this, the egg that he had fried today was technically made by himself.

"You don't need to make complicated dishes. When you have time, just make me breakfast, okay?" said Lu Man.

"Okay," answered Han Zhuoli happily. He smiled while watching Lu Man eat the food he had made, and he felt an indescribable satisfaction.

Lu Man did not even need to mention it; he wanted to make Lu Man some more.

Han Zhuoli decided by himself that he would learn a few more dishes from Auntie He; he could not only know how to fry an egg.

Lu Man smiled while drinking her coffee. "Eh, my husband can earn money to support the family, make food in the kitchen, and is even as beautiful as a flower. How can my husband be so good? He even dealt with everything that I can deal with; it feels like there's nothing for me to do."