"No way, that's not true at all!" Shen Weimin denied it emphatically. 'What a joke. If I let this go on, it'll sound like my wife is less important than pickled cabbage.'
'Answering like that would cause a huge problem!' "Forget pickled cabbage, even if it were dragon meat on the table, if you weren't here eating with me, it'd be no different than drinking plain water."
"Isn't it strange? As long as you're sitting here with me, even if there isn't a single side dish, I can take a bite of a flatbread while glancing at you and it'll somehow taste sweet."
'I give up!'
'His sweet-talking skills have improved again.' Xu Changqing stifled a laugh and pointed toward the door with her chopsticks. "Ninth Aunt probably heard you. Hurry up and eat. After you eat, go take a nap."
