"Did you call me wife?"

"I don't even look at my own virtues. What qualifications do you have to let my sister Qiu be your wife?"

"The only one who can match my sister Qiu is someone as outstanding as my brother Yuhao."

"The best you can do is to be a servant who sweeps the floor and cooks!"

However, Qiu Mucheng didn't say anything yet, Han Feifei, who was playing with her mobile phone, became unhappy when she heard it, and angrily reprimanded Ye Fan.

Next to Han Feifei, Han Hai had a serious face. Ever since Ye Fan came home, Han Hai hadn't looked at that face, and he didn't even look at Ye Fan.

As for Sun Yuhao, he also regarded Ye Fan as air and ignored it.

The shelves are not small.

Seeing this, Ye Fan naturally ignored them and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Since the last time Haiyuan Pavilion had a big scandal, no one proposed to go out to eat this time, so the matter of cooking can only fall on Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan didn't like Sun Yuhao and the others, he was his wife's relative after all. He didn't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, so he made it for them.

However, while Ye Fan was washing the vegetables, Qiu Mucheng entered the kitchen and took the initiative to clean the pots and bowls.

Seeing this, Ye Fan felt elated.

It's better to be my own wife, I know how to hurt myself!

However, Ye Fan's happiness only lasted for a second, and in the next second, Ye Fan's entire face darkened.

"Fuck!"

"What are you doing?"

"crazy?"

"How can you use washing powder to paint the pot!"

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"Wori, who the hell told you that the tomatoes are still peeled?"

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"Damn chicken, the fire is not turned on, cooking peat rice~"

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"Nimma, how many times have you never eaten salt?"

"Fry a tomato and pour half a bag of salt?"

"You want to salt us to death?"

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"Okay, you'd better go out."

Ye Fan was about to cry at that time. JrNovels.com