"Mom, don't say that. Xu Bao spoils me rotten," Yueyue said.
"Spoils you rotten? Well, that just means he hasn't *completely* spoiled you rotten yet."
The conversation between his wife and mother made Lin Xu feel a bit like a third wheel. He stood up and said, "There doesn't seem to be much to eat in the house right now. Let me see what we have."
A few days ago, the Dieting Squad had launched another vigorous fat-loss campaign. To demonstrate her determination, Shen Baobao had moved all the household snack reserves to Lin Ji's Food.
And since no one had been cooking at home, there was hardly anything to eat.
Aside from rice, flour, and daily condiments, the fridge held only a few Eggs, several leftover youtiao from the morning, and a couple of cucumbers Shen Baobao used for her facial masks.
This...
Lin Xu grabbed a cucumber, shook it at Shen Baobao, and asked, "Want one?"
"No, thanks. I want some carbs... Do we have any at home?"
