"Doesn't he know what kind of relationship we have? Is there really a need to be this jealous? Don't worry, come to my place, I won't tell Yangyang."
Jin Shangyu didn't think much of it, nodded, and said, "Then I'll stay at your place for two days, and I'll cook for you all?"
"Sure, I seem to have never tasted your cooking. By the way, when you're with Yangyang, who does the cooking?"
"What do you think?"
"It must be you. Someone like Yangyang, so lazy, definitely wouldn't cook."
Ye Lantian knew her brother well: arrogant, spoiled, always having everything served to him at home, how could he possibly cook?
So she was sure it was Shangyu who treated him like royalty.
"You're wrong. Although I do cook, most of the time, he's the one who cooks."
Because every time he came back to the villa after work, he would always pull him into a cuddle session, and afterwards, he'd be lying on the bed unable to get up, so naturally, it was Ye Jinyang who went to the kitchen!
