The door opened, Lu Shaoqing walked in, and Mi Xiaotao immediately stepped forward, saying enthusiastically, "Honey, you're back!"
He was taken aback for a moment, delighted that she called him 'honey' again, but then he saw Mu Xinlan sitting by the dining table. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
No wonder Mi Xiaotao called him 'honey', it was because she was here.
Mi Xiaotao took the coat Lu Shaoqing had just taken off, naturally hung it on the coat rack by the door, and then answered his earlier question, "Oh, Miss Mu is here to cook millet porridge for me!"
"She came over to cook porridge?"
Lu Shaoqing glanced at Mu Xinlan again, "Aren't you a flight attendant? Since when did you take up hotel butler services as a side job?"
Mu Xinlan smiled and repeated the explanation she gave to Mi Xiaotao earlier, adding, "It's indeed difficult for foreigners to cook millet porridge, so I volunteered since I had time. Only after coming did I realize it was Mrs. Lu!"
"Oh!"
