A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

"Why are you here?" Su Man'er asked, her eyes wide.

"What? Now that there's a man in the house, we're not allowed to come over?"

Xu Yan rolled her eyes, pushed her aside, and barged in uninvited.

"The world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be, and they value romance over friendship!"

Zhao Xiaojing winked and followed her inside!

"Wow, it smells so good! Better late than never, we seem to have arrived just in time for dinner!"

Chen Qingqing took an exaggerated deep breath, stuffed the bag that Su Man'er had left at the Western restaurant last night into the room, and then squeezed into the house.

Su Man'er could only laugh and cry helplessly, and had no choice but to turn around and greet the three sisters who had been playing a sneak attack.

"Wow, Gu Feng, you can cook too?" Xu Yan asked, her eyes widening as she saw Gu Feng busy in the kitchen.

"Hehe, Sister Xu is here. Please sit down. Dinner will be served soon!" Gu Feng smiled faintly, but his eyes couldn't help but wander over her chest. The beef from last night must have been male!

"Look at these dishes, they seem to be cooked quite well!" Zhao Xiaojing looked at the dishes already laid out on the table and exclaimed in admiration.

Quick eyes are no match for quick hands. Chen Qingqing picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth. After chewing for a moment, she nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Our Manman is in for a treat! No wonder she looks better and better these days. Turns out she's really enjoying the home-cooked meals!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Although Su Man'er was bold, meticulous, and a bit thick-skinned, she couldn't withstand the three women's relentless bombardment and cast pleading glances at them.

"Oh, so home-cooked meals are like certain things—you can only eat them, not talk about them!" Xu Yan's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

"Alright, if you keep being shameless, I'm going to send you away!" Su Man'er's eyes were both gentle and fierce.

Unfortunately, the three women were not Gu Feng and didn't give her any face.

"Jing-jie, Qing-qing, can you tell me what's in common between private kitchens and men?" Xu Yan blinked and asked the two of them.

"Oh? There are similarities in these too?" Chen Qingqing asked, feigning surprise.

"Of course, home-cooked meals, just like men, can satisfy a woman's dual psychological and physiological needs!" Zhao Xiaojing expressed her opinion.

Su Man'er felt a chill run down her spine, but upon closer reflection, it seemed to make some sense.

"Home-cooked meals, like men, can get women pregnant, and they both have the irresistible ability to open a woman's mouth!" Zhao Xiaojing said ramblingly.

Upon hearing this brilliant argument, Gu Feng was stunned into silence, speechless.

Su Man'er blushed crimson, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. She snapped at Gu Feng, "Adults are talking, kids shouldn't get involved. Go do what you're doing!"

Gu Feng quickly turned his back and continued working, but he still kept his ears perked up.

"Hey, little Manman, is he a child? He's more like a baby-maker!" Zhao Xiaojing winked at Su Man'er.

"My dear ladies, please, please stop talking!" Su Man'er pleaded hurriedly.

Xu Yan opened her mouth again and said in a very loud voice, "Oh right, I just remembered that home-cooked meals and men have something in common: they both contain a lot of granular substances..."

"Shut up!" Su Man'er shouted angrily.

"Hey, now that she's got a man, her temper's gotten a bit irritable, huh? Sisters, isn't our little Manman getting a little too cocky?" Zhao Xiaojing winked at the other two women.

"Yes, sisters, let's go!" Chen Qingqing said, and then pretended to use her tiger claw to attack Su Man'er's slender waist.

"Behold my invincible dragon claw hand!" Xu Yan exclaimed dramatically, her hands striking straight up her upper body.

Surrounded by three women, Su Man'er had nowhere to retreat and finally collapsed onto the sofa, where the four women laughed and joked around.

Three women can make a drama, let alone four women dressed in revealing, sexy, and alluring outfits!

Amidst their playful banter, their fancy footwork, soft breasts, tender waists, and shapely hips dazzled the eye, leaving Gu Feng speechless with disbelief.

The Su family was destined to be lively today, because the doorbell rang again while the girls were playing around.

"Alright, alright, someone's coming!"

With flushed cheeks, Su Man'er broke free from the three women, straightened up, adjusted her clothes which were about to be exposed, and tidied her disheveled hair before going to open the door.

The door opened, and she stood there in a daze once again. Standing outside was none other than Abu, the Bentley driver.

"Is it you?"

Su Man'er opened the door and was startled to see Abu.

Could it be that Gu Feng dented the Bentley and came to demand compensation?

What are you doing here?

Abu asked cautiously with a forced smile, "Um, is Mr. Gu home? I need to talk to him about something!"

"He's not in now!"

After replying, Su Man'er realized she was lying through her teeth; she could see the living room from the doorway and Gu Feng serving the dishes.

Su Man'er had no choice but to change her question, "What do you want with him?"

"I have something I'd like to discuss with him. Could you let me in, or ask him to come out for a moment?" Abu asked, trying to remain polite.

"He doesn't have anything to tell you!"

Su Man'er slammed the door shut, leaned against it, and gasped for breath, clutching her chest.

She's already in debt, and she has to be very frugal this month just to make it to next month's paycheck!

Now that these debt collectors have come knocking, isn't that just adding insult to injury?

"Hey, Qingqing, isn't that the guy we just met in the parking lot, the rich guy driving the Bentley?" Xu Yan asked Chen Qingqing, pointing outside the door.

"It seems so!" Chen Qingqing nodded blankly. "Why did he come here?"

"Xiao Manman, are you very familiar with him? Can you introduce him to your sisters?" Zhao Xiaojing asked Su Man'er, who was still in shock.

"Sisters, it's time for me to teach you some life lessons. The guy riding a white horse isn't necessarily a prince; he could be Tang Sanzang (the monk in Journey to the West). The guy driving a Bentley isn't necessarily a tycoon; he could just be a chauffeur!"

As Su Man'er spoke, she rolled her eyes at her sisters.

"No way, you're saying that was the driver?" Xu Yan asked incredulously.

"But his clothes and appearance don't look like those of a driver at all!" Chen Qingqing said, also confused.

"You can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bushel. Even elementary school students know this saying. Did you guys not even graduate from elementary school?" Su Man'er rolled her eyes again.

"Uh, what does he want with your boyfriend?" Zhao Xiaojing asked suspiciously.

"First of all, Gu Feng is not my boyfriend! Secondly, that driver coming to our door isn't necessarily a good thing; I bet he wants us to pay for the car door!"

"Huh?" The three women were all dumbfounded.

Su Man'er sighed and could only briefly recount the incident that day when Gu Feng smashed the car door with money, leaving a dent.

The three women gasped in shock. Using a ten-thousand-yuan bill to smash the car door and even create a dent, they didn't know whether to say this guy was incredibly strong or just clueless!