“Oh my, Zeke!” Melissa’s heart broke as she watched. She screamed, “Oil isn’t free, you know!”

However, Zuko stared at her blankly, his face devoid of expression.

“Quickly!” She slapped his back. “Pour the oil from the pan into the bowl…”

Zuko, as if in a daze, held the pan in one hand and the bowl in the other, unsure of what to do.

“Oh gosh! Get out!” Melissa snatched the bowl and pan away. “If this continues, I might lose my kitchen…”

Like a puppet, Zuko was chased out of the kitchen by Melissa.

Her words echoed in his head.

He suddenly said, “Auntie, did you mean what you said?”

Melissa widened her eyes. “What did I say?”

“Replace our fake marriage certificate with a real one…”

“Go, go, go!” Although anger still lingered on Melissa’s face, there was a smile at the corner of her lips. “But pay me back for the olive oil first!”

closed the kitchen door, ushering Zuko

Zuko walked to

sky. It was sunny,

into laughter, unable to

getting a real marriage certificate from the start. Why hadn’t

Maybe it’s for the

he and Lina were practically strangers. Marrying a stranger

year and a half of getting to know each other, Zuko would blend

year and

duration my

a rare sight, with a bright smile on

he didn’t notice it. Eventually, he felt

voice came from the other side when he picked up. “Did you get into trouble, bro? It took

“No,” Zuko replied flatly.

no trouble—he was quite

shortly. “I’ve done what you asked me to do. The incident is creating a buzz on the Internet. Violet’s reputation is hard to

“Hmm, good.”

with a smile. “Should we expose it

can’t reveal everything at once. We

cunning, bro. I see traces

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