"You can cook alone. You don't need two people. Xia Xingxing, you'll clean up!" Mu QingHan commanded, as if he was the head of the family here.

Looking at the tone of Mu QingHan's order, Xia Xingxing frowned, "Mr. mu, if you don't help, you've been making trouble!" said, and Xia Xingxing went to clean up.

Listening to Xia Xingxing's words, I dare say she dislikes him?

Mu QingHan still sat there. After hearing her words, he sniffed, "I can't do it. Besides, cooking is a woman's thing, and a man's world is a career!"

This sentence is definitely aimed at Song Qi!

How could Song Qi not hear the irony of the upsurge.

When Xia Xingxing heard this, he walked over and said, "Mr. mu, who says cooking is a woman's business!"

"Five thousand years of Chinese culture!"

Xia Xingxing, "..."

Looking at his arrogant appearance, Xia Xingxing couldn't help but say, "Mr. mu, the times have changed. Now cooking is more than a woman's business!"

"Do you know what three good men are now?"

"What?"

"Under the kitchen, shopping can be accompanied and consumption can be afford!" Xia Xinglong said.

Hearing this, mu QingHan's face twitched. When did this happen?

Why doesn't he know?

Mu QingHan looked at Xia Xingxing, "who said that?"

"The first one in the network selection!"

"Why don't I know?" Mu QingHan asked.

"Times change, Mr. mu, you still live in your world!" Xia Xingxing said word by word.

No matter what mu QingHan said, Xia Xingxing answered very calmly.

So mu QingHan's face was very bad.

Mu QingHan stood there, listening to Xia Xingxing and mu QingHan, saying nothing.

His personality is different and his work is different. He doesn't have to be serious with mu QingHan.

At this time, Xia Xingxing squatted there and picked up the fragments on the ground. Mu QingHan directly gathered together. Xia Xingxing was stunned, "what are you doing?"

"Help you pick up the pieces!"

Xia Xingxing, "..."

Xia Xingxing is actually thinking, will he be so kind?

Or was he educated by himself?

"No, I can do it myself!" said Xia Xingxing, who was about to clean up and ask him to help. Maybe the more he helped, the more busy he was.

But mu QingHan is a obedient person. He doesn't know what to do.

"I said, I'll help you!"

"Really not..."

So the two men picked up the fragments there and competed. Mu QingHan's hand cut the fragments and bled.

Both of them were stunned for a moment. Immediately, mu QingHan shouted, "Xia Xingxing, do you want to murder your husband!"

Xia Xingxing, "..."

Looking at mu QingHan's fussy appearance, Xia Xingxing looked pale.

What attracted her more was mu QingHan's words.

"You have to help yourself. Besides, it's a scratch. As for that fuss!?" Xia Xingxing said.

"It's not your hand, Xia Xingxing. Do you know how valuable my hand is? You can make tens of millions in minutes!" Mu QingHan said word by word looking at Xia Xingxing.

Xia Xingxing, "... Can I wrap you up?" Xia Xingxing stood up, threw the fragments into the dustbin, and then went to find the medicine bin.

Looking at Xia Xingxing's back, mu QingHan sat back on the sofa and smiled at the corners of his mouth

Song Qi stood not far away and looked at them. His eyes were dark, but he couldn't say anything.