Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 979

Lina was rendered speechless.

"Mom, we owe a lot to Zeke today... He was busy all day and didn't eat much, so I—"

"Just wait. Mom will train him!"

"Huh?"

Before Lina could say anything, Melissa abruptly opened the kitchen door with a loud noise and said sternly, "Zeke! Bring the plate in!"

Zuko was taken aback and instinctively looked at Lina. The latter turned her face away, exasperated.

"Zeke, come in quickly!" Melissa beckoned.

Zuko reluctantly walked into the kitchen, holding the plate and a spoon.

Melissa had a smile on her face and raised her eyebrows as she looked at the sink. "Put them in there!"

Zuko did as she said.

"Wash the plates and also clean the pots!" Melissa instructed.

Zuko stared at her blankly.

Since he arrived, it seemed like he had not done any household chores. The last time he cooked for Lina, the kitchen had turned into a battlefield, and Melissa had ended up cleaning it up.

What was Melissa planning to do now? Teaching him how to do housework?

Zuko was confused. It was not that he did not want to do housework, but he did not know how. From childhood to adulthood, he had at least five or six housekeepers taking care of his daily life. Even when he came to Jangasas, he lived in a villa area Zephyr had invested in during his early years.

He was a truck driver for the Grist Group in the day, but he returned to the villa at night and was served. He had no idea how to wash plates or clean pots.

"First, get some water and add dishwashing detergent." Melissa leaned against the kitchen door frame, directing him. "Yes, like that. Use that sponge!

"Hey, Zeke, turn down the water! Do you think water's free?"

"Yes, wash it like that, inside and out. Make sure it's all clean!"

Zuko was afraid of these greasy things, but his hands were now soaked in this greasy water with foamy dishwashing liquid floating on the surface. He held a dishwashing sponge like a warrior and battled with the pots and pans.

Water splashed all over, some splashed onto his face, and he felt a sense of irritation building up inside him like a volcano about to erupt. He managed to suppress it in the end.

Zuko took a deep breath and followed Melissa's instructions, laboriously completing the final step. He saw a satisfied smile on her face by then.

"Lina, you should go rest!" Melissa signaled to her daughter with her eyes, then turned to Zuko and praised him. "Look, even men can do housework excellently! You did a good job washing these dishes!"

Lina frowned and shook her head, but Melissa gestured for her to go back to her room. Lina reluctantly walked upstairs, glancing back at Zuko with concern.

Zuko's calm and composed face showed no trace of emotional fluctuations.

Melissa smiled as she leaned against the door and continued to chat with him. "Zeke, how old are you this year?"

Lina stood at the staircase, listening intently.

Zuko answered softly, "26."

"Oh, so you're six years older than our Lina." Melissa looked around. "You didn't go to college during the sentence, right?"

Zuko did not know how to answer the question, so he remained silent.

"By the way, are there other people in your family?"

"I..."

"Are your parents still alive?"