Shen Yuchu stared at Xiao Mo. "Are you out of your mind? You spent all day preparing a table full of cold dishes, urging me and calling me to come home, just for me to eat this?"
Xiao Mo lowered his head, nervously picking at his fingernails. Standing over six feet tall and wearing a little waist apron, he looked for all the world like a wronged little housewife.
No matter how much Shen Yuchu scolded or lectured him, the man just stood by the dining table, silently picking at his fingernails.
Chapter 58