The atmosphere was so awkward that Su Qingsang couldn't help but kick Huo Jinyao under the table. Her voice much gentler than Huo Jinyao's, she turned around and looked at Liu Tongjia.
"Auntie, ignore him. My culinary skills are indeed average. Please mPleasake do today."
She naturally understood how good Auntie Zhou and Auntie Wang's culinary skills were. She really couldn't compare to them.
Liu Tongjia looked at Su Qingsang and suddenly understood why her son liked her.
Her eyes inexplicably stinging, she picked up her bowl and ate the rice in it.
The moment she lowered her head to eat, Su Qingsang glared at Huo Jinyao.
Huo Jinyao remained expressionless. He finished his meal as fast as he could and stood up.
"I'm full. Eat slowly. You don't have to wash the bowl. Leave it there for Aunt Yu to clean up tomorrow."
"I know. Go sit in the living room for a while. I have a present for you later."
