Song Yu could never imagine that Yu Qianyin, who had never cooked before bankruptcy, would ever get used to the lifestyle of a typical housewife.
"Stop hanging around here. It's greasy and smelly. Go out and chat with Mr. Song. Song Yu, stay around and help." Yu Qianyin chased one away and kept the other around.
Jian Yi smiled and glanced at Song Yu before he heading out.
Yu Qianyin grabbed Song Yu and whispered in her ear, "You need to make it clear to me today. What do you think about Jian Yi? Do you like him?"
"Mom, can you not?" Song Yu said. Her face was flushed.
Yu Qianyin knew her daughter well. She could tell Song Yu was into Jian Yi by her reaction.