"Young Lady, shall I do it instead? Your body is heavy now, it's exhausting for you to do these tasks..."
In the kitchen, Sister Ming stood by Qin Yuji's side, her complexion changed when she saw Qin Yuji pick up the knife.
Expertly chopping the vegetables, Qin Yuji chuckled softly, "Sister Ming, didn't I often cook when I wasn't pregnant? Why has it become that once I am pregnant, I'm like a porcelain doll, where I can't touch this and that?"
Taking the plate handed over by Sister Ming to put the vegetables on, Qin Yuji gently pushed Sister Ming out of the kitchen with a hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry, I know my limits. I'm just going to make four dishes and a soup, it won't be tiring at all."
Looking up, she saw Chi Jingxuan giving a nod, Sister Ming did not say any more, removed her apron, and turned to leave the kitchen.
