"I've already cooked, and you still refuse to eat at home—are you deliberately avoiding me?"
Lu Mingxun heard his mother's words and couldn't help but interject, "Maybe the kid just wants to eat out. Besides, the food made by the chef at home always tastes the same. It's not very appetizing."
Lu Mingxun had never been fond of the food at home. The chefs always catered to his mother's taste, without considering anyone else's.
It was always about less oil, less salt, less sugar—everything bland and flavorless. Who wouldn't grow tired of that over time?
Gu Mingyue was completely at her wit's end when it came to Lu Mingxun.
She'd realized that Lu Mingxun only dared to act tough around her, throwing sarcastic and caustic remarks without caring about propriety or boundaries.
Lu Chenyuan barely paid him any attention and even took his side to speak positively about him.
Hehe chimed in, "From now on, I want to eat outside too. I don't want to eat at home."
