"That's true," Wang Shuyun chuckled, "Look at my memory, I forgot that when my sister-in-law first came to our house, she was just like this—persistently trying to get into the kitchen."
The family housekeeper had already nearly finished cooking, yet she insisted on going in.
You want to cook?
That's fine too.
But the key is she doesn't really know how to cook, and she just pretended to show off in the kitchen, making it a mess, almost setting it on fire.
Zhou Mei naturally recalled that incident and her expression immediately darkened.
"If you want to eat something the daughter-in-law made, let your Shen Lingyu do it," Wang Shuyun said coldly, unafraid, "As for our Lingling, the kitchen's too smoky for her."
Of course, if she gets a sudden urge to cook for them, she can do that when she's back at her own home later.
