Chapter 6

When I got home with the takeout Yangchun noodles, the door was open, and a woman's coquettish voice came from the living room.

"Brother Hao, why didn't you tell me you were sick? Seeing you looking so worn out, it really makes my heart ache! And where's Yu Qing? She's just a housewife who does nothing, how can she not take good care of her own man?"

I couldn't stand hearing the word "housewife" anymore, so I pushed the door open and walked in directly.

Seeing me at that moment, Lin Qingya looked a bit guilty and hurriedly tried to stand up from Chen Hao's embrace.

But Chen Hao pulled her into his arms and looked at me displeased, "How come making a bowl of Yangchun noodles took you so long?"

Lin Qingya saw that he openly disregarded my dignity and did not take me seriously, and continued to snuggle in his arms acting cute.

"Brother Hao, the noodles must be soggy by now, why don't you just have the porridge I personally made for you?"