The dishes were very abundant.
There was a mix of meat and vegetarian options, featuring specialty dishes from Licheng, but Chi Huan could tell that most were catered to her and Mo Shiqian's tastes, with several dishes being her favorites.
Only once inside did she realize that, although the exterior was an old building, the interior decor and furniture were very modern, and everything was arranged exquisitely and appropriately. It was hard to pinpoint exactly what made it stand out, but it all just felt very tasteful.
Mu Zhang also parked the car and brought the luggage in to place in the living room before washing up and joining for dinner.
Around the small round table, everyone took their seats to eat.
Mrs. Mu picked up her chopsticks and said to Mo Shiqian, "Shiqian, that soup is pigeon soup with added Chinese medicine, especially good for women's health. Serve some for Huanhuan."
Mo Shiqian's lips curled into a gentle smile, "Okay."
