Chapter 1143 Throw It Away
- "Do you need help with cooking?" The man sitting on the sofa gracefully set down his highball glass, indicating that he had just finished a drink.
- Han Anxin's heart was filled with uncertainty. "No, I can handle it myself. You can sit there and rest for a while. I'll call you when the food is ready."
- "Han Anxin, with your current attitude, you really resemble a wife." He pressed his forehead coldly, seemingly amused.