From the other end of the conversation, Qin Wanyan: "..."
The corners of her mouth twitched on her delicately made up face.
Was this Yan Nai an idiot? She had said so much, hinting for him to deal with Xiang Yi, or maybe at least even start a conflict with her. That way, the netizens would scold her to death.
But all he could muster was to not eat anything she touched. What kind of threat was this?!
At the Xiang family.
Seeing Xiang Yi begin to process the crayfish, Yan Zhenhua was taken aback. "Little girl, you know how to cook, too?"
"Just a bit." Xiang Yi casually responded.
She had prepared the crayfish for Xiang Feng anyway. She had soaked them in clear water in advance with salt and white vinegar.
