Zhou Qianru was clearly not a qualified housewife, she couldn't even make egg fried rice properly.
But, in hindsight, it's understandable. She has been studying for over twenty years, and her dad definitely took care of her like both a father and a mother, so she didn't need to learn any culinary skills or probably even do much housework.
After her dad passed away, Ma Wenjiang, a wealthy person, stepped in to take over, also taking good care of her, so she really didn't need to do any housework, not even cooking meals.
This is the privilege of being a beautiful woman, especially one who is a highly educated beauty. She doesn't cook or do housework, and even God would forgive her, let alone a man like Chen Feng.
After Zhou Qianru briefly tidied up the dining table, she finally proactively made Chen Feng a cup of tea.
The two settled back on the solid wood sofa in the living room, momentarily unsure of what to say, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward.
