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The so-called "guilty conscience," Shen Hanqian insisted on not going to Xiao Qingcang's villa near Times Square and came to her apartment instead!
Xiao Qingcang had no choice but to bring the child over!
Then she was happily busy in the kitchen, frying and cooking, with the sounds of pots and spatulas clanging.
Xiao Qingcang walked into the kitchen and couldn't help but advise her. "You work so hard only to eat for a few minutes, why bother? Let others do these tasks so you can allocate human resources more efficiently!"
"Mm, you don't understand..." she laughed again, being able to cook for her child was something she had dreamt of.
"Once or twice is okay, but I don't want you in the kitchen every day. I want a wife, not a housemaid!" Xiao Qingcang continued. He understood her feelings but didn't want it to become a habit.