She playfully nuzzled Zhao Guihua's arm with her head.
Zhao Guihua groaned, "Oh, for heaven's sake, act normal."
As a native of Beijing and a typical northerner, she couldn't handle such sugary behavior.
Not just Zhao Guihua, even Liang Meifen, who was standing nearby, rubbed her arms uncomfortably. This level of flattery was something she could never master. If she tried, she'd probably lose her appetite from the sheer cringe.
Flattery was important, but so was eating.
Zhuang Zhixi, however, chuckled and said, "My wife is the cutest."
He wrapped his arm around Ming Mei and said, "Sweetheart, take a break. This work is tough on your hands. Let me handle more of it. I'm a man; I can manage."
Ming Mei smiled, "Okay~"
Liang Meifen sighed, glancing at her own husband, who clearly lacked her brother-in-law's charm.
