"Everyone? Like all our friends?" Yichan asked.
When Ning nodded her head, Yichan frowned, "I have this very important meeting in an hour. How will you manage everything alone? Let it be okay? Maybe we can call them over some other day."
"Hey, it's not like you are going to help me even if you are there. I mean, you don't know how to cook so-"
Cutting her off, Yichan frowned, "Who said I can't cook? My cooking skills have excelled along with me okay?"
Ning raised her brows and asked, "Ahh is it? So tell me Mr Mo, what can you cook?"
"I can make coffee now and I can also boil water. Aunt Lin also taught me how to use the oven so I hear my food on my own."
Seeing his proud expression, Ning couldn't stop herself from bursting into laughter. From when did making coffee, boiling water and heating food considered as cooking? But of course, how could she crumble her husband's pride?