The kitchen was not as dirty and messy as Wen Qingqing had imagined.
The Chu Family was a large clan.
One could tell just by looking at the kitchen which was especially large and bright, with abundant ingredients. There was more than one cook inside, and Qin Mo was just responsible for making one or two dishes while the other chefs handled the rest.
She was cutting tomatoes on the chopping board.
The living room was filled with a metaphorical battle without gunsmoke, so it was better for her to stay in the kitchen.
However, since Chu Yiqin hadn't defended her, she naturally wouldn't make any exquisite dishes. After asking the kitchen maid for a few tomatoes and eggs, she started chopping them on one side without bothering anyone else.
"Just fried eggs with tomatoes? How simplistic."