In no time, the two of them had devoured all the takeout on the table.

The main reason is that Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother thought that the takeout her son had worked so hard to earn was going to be left for Mo Qian to eat.

I felt a little uneasy.

So even though they were already full, they didn't stop and continued eating.

They didn't stop until all the takeout on the table was eaten.

"Ugh!" After swallowing the last bite, Zhao Zhiwei's mother suddenly felt nauseous and immediately left the table, ran to the toilet, and vomited.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Zhao Zhiwei asked with concern after seeing his mother looking unwell.

"It's nothing, I just felt a little nauseous," Zhao Zhiwei's mother said to him after vomiting, though her face was pale.

Clearly, what had just happened had made her feel bad too.

Afterwards, when he left the bathroom and came to the living room, Zhao Zhiwei poured a glass of water and handed it to his mother.

Zhao Zhiwei's mother's complexion improved after drinking half a glass of water.

"How are you? Are you still feeling unwell?" Zhao Zhiwei asked after looking at his mother's face.

"I feel much better now, not so uncomfortable," Zhao Zhiwei's mother said to him, her voice still weak.

"Mom, why don't you take a walk? It might make you feel better," Zhao Zhiwei suggested to his mother.

"Okay, I understand. I'll try walking around." After hearing Zhao Zhiwei's words, Zhao Zhiwei's mother got up from the sofa and started walking around the living room.

Just then, the door to Mo Qian's room opened from the inside.

Then, Mo Qian came out of the room.

Upon seeing Mo Qian emerge, Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother, who had been chatting and laughing, immediately adopted a coffin-like expression.

His face showed great displeasure.

Zhao Zhiwei then smiled and said to Mo Qian.

"Honey, I know you don't eat junk food like takeout, so I didn't save any for you."

"There are some dumplings or something in the kitchen, shall I make them for you?"

“You’ve looked quite tired these past few days,” Zhao Zhiwei said to Mo Qian, his voice tinged with concern.

But in his heart he was thinking that his wife would definitely not let him work hard and would make him busy in the kitchen.

After all, this kind of situation has happened before, and every time he said a few nice words, his wife would feel sorry for him.

This time will be no exception.

"No need, I ordered porridge from the Imperial Kitchen, it will be here soon."

Zhao Zhiwei was surprised when he heard Mo Qian's words. His wife hadn't gone to the kitchen to cook, but had ordered takeout instead.

He knew about Yu Shan Tang; it was a restaurant that valued both taste and price, belonging to the top tier, and its prices were ridiculously high.

There's no need to worry about hygiene either.

The reason Mo Qian didn't want Zhao Zhiwei to cook was ultimately because she was worried that he would spit into the bowl if he was unhappy.

"You're really something, ordering porridge from the Imperial Kitchen. Do you know how hard my son earns money? You've squandered it all."

Before Zhao Zhiwei could speak, his mother, who was standing to the side, suddenly interjected, her face still showing a hint of anger.

"Mom, don't say anymore. My wife rarely orders takeout, and it's not much money anyway. Don't be angry," Zhao Zhiwei said after hearing his mother's words.

There was a hint of reassurance on his face.

“Son, it’s not like that. It’s just that she’s too extravagant. I’ve heard my old friends across the street talk about the Imperial Kitchen. The prices there are really not low.”

Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother said to Zhao Zhiwei. After speaking, she glared fiercely at Mo Qian.

“I’m spending my own money, not your son’s.”

"Besides, ask your son if he gives me money every month," Mo Qian said coldly after hearing Zhao Zhiwei's mother's words.

She had absolutely no liking for the two people in front of her.

Upon hearing Mo Qian's words, Zhao Zhiwei's face turned somewhat unpleasant.

He felt that Mo Qian was not giving him face.

"Your money is my son's money. As a woman, you should hand over all your earnings to your husband to manage." Zhao Zhiwei's mother said angrily after hearing Mo Qian argue back.

"Why should I? I've always entrusted my money to my wife. It's one thing for Zhao Zhiwei not to entrust his money to me, but he also wants me to entrust my money to him? No way!"

Mo Qian was speechless after hearing Zhao Zhiwei's mother's shameless words.

"How is that impossible! You're a woman, and you don't listen to your men at home. Do you want to cook?!" Zhao Zhiwei's mother then said angrily.

His voice was filled with anger.

"Forget it, I don't want to argue with you about this useless stuff," Mo Qian then said to Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother.

Meanwhile, Zhao Zhiwei looked at Mo Qian with a grim expression, clearly displeased with her earlier remarks.

He had considered taking Mo Qian's salary into his own hands, but he was mainly worried about losing face. It wouldn't look good if outsiders found out.

However, in daily life, since all the housework was left to Mo Qian, and Mo Qian was basically responsible for all the household expenses, he no longer had the idea of ​​keeping Mo Qian's salary.

"How dare you talk like that? I'm your mother-in-law. In our village, if anyone talks to their mother-in-law like that, they'll all be nagging you to death, and everyone's going to spit on you."

Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother then angrily said to Mo Qian.

Mo Qian remained unmoved after hearing Zhao Zhiwei's mother's words, as if she didn't want to pay any attention to her.

When Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother saw this, she was so angry that her nose twisted into a crook.

Just as she was about to continue talking about Mo Qian, the doorbell rang.

After hearing the doorbell, Mo Qian went straight to open the door.

After taking the food from the delivery guy, I went straight to my room.

He didn't even glance at Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother when he passed by.

"Son, look at her attitude!"

"What's wrong with me saying a few words to her as her mother-in-law!"

"She actually argued with me, she doesn't respect me at all!"

After seeing Mo Qian walk past him as if no one else was there, Zhao Zhiwei's mother angrily spoke to Zhao Zhiwei, who was standing to the side.

"Mom, don't be angry. I'll talk to her later and make her apologize to you," Zhao Zhiwei said to his mother, his face showing a hint of reassurance.

Even so, Zhao Zhiwei was still very dissatisfied with Mo Qian's behavior just now!