In the meantime, Ning Ran and her family were happily enjoying hot pot in a villa in Red Maple City. A harmonious and blissful atmosphere filled the air.

Erbao could not even be bothered to speak. Instead, she just held her head low and kept stuffing the food in her mouth.

Seeing that, Ning Ran would remind her to slow down from time to time.

“It's fine, Mommy. That's her usual speed. It's not a problem,” said Dabao.

“Is the hotpot I made delicious?” Nan Chen asked the two children, feeling pleased with his cooking.

“It's yummy!” Dabao nodded approvingly.

Ning Ran was baffled when she heard Nan Chen's question. Since when did you make this? I made everything from scratch. And now you're taking credit for my hard work?

“Good girl. Your mommy put in a lot of work, too. We made this together and made sure to do everything perfectly,” Nan Chen stated.

Ning Ran merely glanced at him. She could not be bothered to entertain him.

I'm obviously the mastermind while he's the assistant. And now he's pretending to be the person who did all the hard work and even giving me some credit.

“Oh, no, no. It's all your hard work. You made it wonderfully. It's impressive,” Ning Ran remarked with a mocking smile.

Nan Chen sensed the sarcasm in her smile. Yet, he ignored it. “Oh, you flatter me too much.”

Erbao, who seemed to be focused on her food, suddenly chimed, “This obviously tastes like Mommy's cooking.” Truth was, she could not bear to listen to the conversation anymore.

Hearing that, Ning Ran flashed a smug smile at Nan Chen. Do you hear that? My little girl is a discerning person.

Nan Chen turned to look at Erbao. “Why would you say that?”

Sensing her father's eyes on her, Erbao felt nervous, and she turned to her brother for support.

“Erbao is used to Mommy's hotpot. Naturally, she can identify whose cooking it is,” Dabao explained nonchalantly.

right!” Erbao

cooking it is. That's why I said those words. I like the hotpot Mommy makes, too.

do support you. Fine. Since you're the genius in making hotpot, then you should make it every

much hotpot. If you'd like to eat it every day, I can prepare it for you, but not

the only thing Mommy knows how to make. She makes other delicious dishes too!” Erbao

“Exactly,” Dabao agreed.

Mommy's cooking every day, then you have to take some action.” Erbao put down her utensils,

actions?” Nan Chen was

to Mommy. That way, you'll get to enjoy her cooking every day. If you don't, she'll get married and cook for someone else. Then, you won't get to eat it anymore.” Erbao's logic was a little exaggerated, but it made complete

Ran. “Who are you getting married to? And who are you going

said that. What are you asking me for? She's just a kid who's speaking her mind,” Ning

to say that? Are you urging us

out of my league.” With

quickly picked up her utensils and continued

get married or not is no more important than my meal. Hmph. I'm going to continue eating.

She grabbed her phone and

Ning Ran asked after accepting

I seriously can't tell!” Cheng

It sounds gibberish to me. Speak properly!” Ning Ran

know what happened on the internet?”

things are happening on the internet every second. I'm not the internet. How am I supposed to be aware of

Oh, my gosh. Are you living in a cave? The internet has

exactly is going on? Can't you just

really put it in words. Basically, Ouyang Qing drugged Nan Chen. And by drug, I mean that kind of drug. After that, she broadcasted her scandalous scene with him onto the internet. Damn. These city people really do know how to play.

by the news. “When did this

“About an hour ago.”

day today. He's even having a meal now. How

the netizens found out the man was not Nan Chen, but Nan Xing! The problem is, they both look exactly the same, so the netizens are currently analyzing if it's Nan Xing or Nan Chen now. Although the person in the video said he was Nan Xing, it's still hard to identify. Since you said you were with Nan Chen, then there's no doubt that the person in the hotel

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