"Third Yan, what kind of attitude was that?" Mu Li yelled at her son's cold and haughty back. "Why are you so ungentlemanly?"
She gave him a fierce look of contempt for bullying a girl.
Next, she looked at Wen Xuxu again. Every single action and facial expression had revealed her evident adoration and affection for Xuxu.
"I've prepared your favorite sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour lotus root…"
She had listed many sweet and sour dishes in one breath.
"…" In the beginning, the corners of Wen Xuxu's mouth merely twitched. Then the tip of her eyebrows began to twitch as well and her expression turned darker.
"Aunt Mu, you've remembered wrongly. I hate sweet and sour dishes the most."
If this person wasn't Aunt Mu who had doted on her dearly, she would have suspected that she was doing it on purpose.
Ever since she was a kid, she had never eaten sweet and sour dishes. Even Yan Rusheng knew this.
