Xiao Zhenqiao turned around and saw Tang Yaoyao standing at the door. His expression changed, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

They didn't realize they'd been caught, and instead felt uneasy.

He calmly said, "Don't tell your mother about this."

“Okay, Dad,” Tang Yaoyao said affectionately.

Unaccustomed to this form of address, Xiao Zhenqiao responded softly and then focused on the task at hand.

"Dad, blanch the chicken in water, add some light soy sauce, ginger slices, and cooking wine. This will not only remove the fishy smell but also make the chicken tender."

Tang Yaoyao kindly offered some pointers.

After thinking it over, Xiao Zhenqiao finally found the best solution: "Teach me how to do it."

“Okay, Dad.” Tang Yaoyao was naturally delighted.

To satisfy his wife's request, Xiao Zhenqiao said that Tang Yaoyao cooked for him, but he didn't, so he came here this time.

I happen to have some time.

I also wanted to give my wife a surprise.

However, he hadn't been in the kitchen for many years, so he wasn't very familiar with chopping vegetables or stir-frying.

Tang Yaoyao said a few words from the side, and Xiao Zhenqiao learned it. He flipped the wok in a very professional manner, and soon a plate of spicy stir-fried chicken was ready.

Madam Xiao loved spicy food and had a very strong appetite.

Mrs. Xiao usually likes to eat chicken.

Chicken is low in fat, and Mrs. Xiao mainly eats low-fat foods to maintain her figure.

"Dad, you're awesome! This dish is fantastic, and it smells delicious too." Tang Yaoyao smelled the aroma of chicken and scallions mingling together.

The aroma of the meat was irresistible; it already looked quite appetizing.

Receiving the praise, Xiao Zhenqiao smiled and said, "We'll see if your mother likes it at dinner later."

"OK."

Just then, a servant brought news.

"Sir, Miss Xiao will be back tonight."

Xiao Zhenqiao frowned: "Why does she have time to go home today?"

The maid glanced at Tang Yaoyao and said, "I heard that a new daughter-in-law has come to the house, and she wants to come back and check her out."

Tang Yaoyao had a bad feeling and decided to keep an eye on things.

Xiao Zhenqiao was nonchalant and didn't really care about the "Miss Xiao" the maid was talking about: "I know, you can go now."

I wonder who this Miss Xiao is; she seems to come here often.

A short while later, a car pulled up in front of the Xiao family villa. Before they even got out of the car, the servants were already taking their luggage.

They took large and small bags out of the trunk, indicating they were going to stay there for a while.

Madam Xiao had just woken up, and her eyes still looked tired. As soon as she heard a noise outside, she asked, "Who's there? It's so noisy outside."

"Miss Xiao is back."

“Her,” said Madam Xiao.

At this moment, a tall woman walked in from outside. She was wearing a black suit and wide-leg pants and looked to be in her forties. She was only very enthusiastic when she saw Xiao Zhenqiao.

"Zhenqiao, I'm back. Aren't you going to come out and greet me? I'm going to stay here for a couple of days."

Xiao Qianwen didn't stand on ceremony. She looked at Madam Xiao, took her hand, and said affectionately, "Shiying, it's only been a few days, but you look younger and younger."

Madam Xiao smiled and said, "Sister Qianwen, you always have such a sweet tongue. Your compliments have made me feel so happy."

"I'm telling the truth."

Seeing her like this, Madam Xiao said politely, "Since you're here, stay a couple more days. There are plenty of guest rooms at home."

Xiao Zhenqiao said coldly, "We've reserved all the rooms for you. You can stay as long as you want."

"Okay, you can move your luggage into my old room. I rarely come back, so I'll take this opportunity to rest for a few more days. I hope you don't mind."