Xia Xiaoluo was talking with Ling Tianyi half-jokingly. She was trying her best that she could do a part-time job.

Ling Tianyi cared about Xia Xiaoluo very much, so he didn’t want her wife to work so hard. Besides, more boys would fancy her, which would make him upset and jealous.

“You can do a part-time job, but not in a Pastry House.” Ling Tianyi said slowly.

“Well, I won’t go to the Pastry House, and I won’t eat the leftovers! Darling, ...