Su Jingmo's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone, and he quickly said, "Hahaha, of course I ate it. I always remember my wife's instructions and dare not disobey even a little." Then he paused, his face filled with a doting smile, and continued, "If my wife finds out, I won't be able to sleep in the study anymore."

"Hehe, it's good enough that you know." Qu Qingdai hummed twice, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Are you still busy now?" Qu Qingdai continued to ask with concern in her beautiful eyes.

"I'm almost done with my work. I have an important meeting in the afternoon. I will come back to accompany Daidai as soon as the meeting is over." Su Jingmo's voice was full of pampering, as if it could melt people's hearts.

"Well, then you must take good care of yourself. You can go to the lounge and rest for a while." Qu Qingdai said softly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Oh... no, how could I sleep with my baby in my arms..." Su Jingmo had a smile on his lips, and that smile was as warm as the spring breeze.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense! I've never seen you unable to sleep before you met me." Qu Qingdai's cheeks were instantly flushed, like the clouds in the sky, shy and charming, but unfortunately Su Jingmo couldn't see it.

"It's different after you taste it, Daidai understands." There was a barely perceptible ambiguity in Su Jingmo's voice, and his words were full of suggestive meaning.

"You..." Qu Qingdai was speechless. Her face flushed red, embarrassed and annoyed. She knew she couldn't win the argument with Su Jingmo, so she quickly changed the subject. "I'm going to eat now. You go and rest. I'm hanging up."

"Okay, okay, baby, you're shy, so I won't say anything. Eat slowly, and remember to take a nap after eating. You didn't sleep well yesterday." Su Jingmo's words were full of concern, and he said it with a teasing smile.

He was answered by a few hums from Qu Qingdai and the sound of the phone being hung up. After hanging up, Qu Qingdai pouted slightly, a blush still lingering on her face. She shook her head gently and continued to enjoy her lunch quietly.

*

After finishing her exquisite lunch, Qu Qingdai walked gracefully and leisurely back to her artistic studio, ready to continue her painting career. After participating in the variety show, she planned to carefully prepare a unique art exhibition in Hai City, a plan she had already made while still abroad.

Looking back, most of her previous exhibitions were held in grand venues abroad, after all, it was there that she rose to fame and recognition. However, due to various reasons, many of her fans in China were unable to travel, so to fulfill their wishes, she happily agreed to hold a unique exhibition in China. However, she currently has a limited number of exhibits, and now that she has time, she plans to carefully paint a few more masterpieces, as there is still plenty of time before the exhibition officially opens.

Time slipped away like the gentle gurgling of flowing water. In an instant, dusk descended like a soft, black satin, enveloping the entire world in a tranquil atmosphere. Qu Qingdai gently rubbed her shoulders, slightly sore from painting for so long, and stretched her wrists, stiff from maintaining the same posture. Then, she raised her eyes and gazed quietly out the window at the gradually darkening night. A pensive expression seemed to flicker across her beautiful eyes. Then, she gently put down her brush, slowly stood up, and left the studio.

Qu Qingdai walked briskly into the kitchen and saw the cook busy preparing dinner. She said softly, "Auntie, I'll prepare dinner tonight. You all should go to bed early."

When the cook heard Qu Qingdai's words, a look of surprise appeared on her face. She quickly said, "This... Madam, how can this be done? Let me do it. The kitchen is full of smoke. Madam, you should just have a good rest."

Qu Qingdai smiled and shook her head, saying, "No, Ah Mo got up early this morning to make breakfast for me, and I wanted to make something for him tonight as well, just to reciprocate. Besides, I don't do this often, so I can give it a try. It's okay."

After hearing what Qu Qingdai said, the cook was still a little hesitant and said, "Madam, this kitchen work is not easy, you should not be too tired."

Qu Qingdai insisted, "It's okay, Auntie, I know what's going on."

"Okay, ma'am, please be careful." The cook finally compromised.

After the cook and the others had gradually departed, Qu Qingdai stood quietly in the kitchen, her gaze fixed on the overflowing shelves of ingredients. Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, a sense of melancholy and turmoil welling up within her. She reflected on the limited number of dishes she was known to specialize in, mostly simple, home-cooked dishes. These were the very skills she had slowly honed while living with her brother.

After her and her brother's life got better and better, she hadn't cooked for a long time. Recalling the days when she was abroad, whenever she and Su Jingmo wanted to enjoy their own time together, Su Jingmo would always be busy in the kitchen, carefully preparing delicious meals, while she would help out. However, this morning, when she tasted the breakfast Su Jingmo made for her, she suddenly felt a surge of guilt. She suddenly remembered that she had never cooked a meal for Su Jingmo herself.

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