“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!”

the kitchen door,

Zuko walked to the

was sunny, and the fragrance of summer

into laughter, unable

from the start. Why hadn’t he done it? Now

Maybe it’s

then, he and Lina were practically strangers. Marrying a

other, Zuko would blend in better

and a

duration my mother-in-law gave

rare sight, with a bright smile on

phone rang multiple times, but he didn’t notice it.

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

“No,” Zuko replied flatly.

trouble—he was

to do. The incident is creating a buzz on the Internet. Violet’s reputation is hard

“Hmm, good.”

dirt on Violet,” Toph said with a smile. “Should we expose it and

in a deep voice. “Besides, we can’t reveal everything at once. We need to take it slow. How can we have leverage if we

praised his brother, “You’re cunning, bro. I see traces of our father and

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