Liang Hua's ears were blasted by this icy, biting voice, sending a shudder through him as he hastily stepped out to meet the newcomer.
"Mr. Qimo!" Liang Hua greeted, bowing his head.
The other few people in the kitchen also hurriedly exchanged greetings in a fluster.
Xiao Qimo stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over Liang Hua before finally resting on Lu Mian. His originally cold eyes instantly softened, warmth overflowing from them.
"Mianmian, who is the blind one daring to let you cook?"
Liang Hua quickly looked up, "Mr. Qimo, you've misunderstood, I-I asked her to cook for you... "
"Cook for me?" Xiao Qimo scoffed, "Even I can't bear to have her cook, who the hell are you to decide?"
Liang Hua: ...
Xiao Qimo's eyes narrowed slightly as he lifted his hand to take Lu Mian's small hand, explaining, "Mianmian, don't listen to him, you don't have to do a thing!"
This man was so protective of his wife that he wouldn't even let himself off the hook.
