Getting the happy signal that she can have all the food for herself, Chen Yuxi was on cloud nine. She also ignored the teasing smile in her elder sister's eyes. She grabbed all the dishes and began to put them on her plate one by one. However, there was someone sitting at that table who didn't look as happy as she was.
Qin Yufeng frowned, as a look of annoyance and grievance flashed through his eyes. That was all the food he prepared for his wife. Why was she giving it to another woman?
Humph! He wasn't liking it. Not one bit.
"Yueyue," he called, pulling onto her sleeves and pouting like a little child. "I prepared that food only for you!" he said emphasizing the word 'only'.
"So?"
"Then why are you giving it to another woman?" he complained.
"That's my sister!" she shrugged.
"Still another woman," he remained stubborn in his argument. "I don't want any other woman to eat the food I cooked for you. It's wrong!"