Ning Yue went to the kitchen and was about to ask Madam He something when she saw Madam He looking distracted. She did not even feel that her hand was bleeding.
Ning Yue did not dare to talk to Madam He directly, afraid that she would be shocked and cut herself deeper.
At the thought of this, Ning Yue simply went forward and took the knife from Madam He's hand.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Ning Yue asked.
Madam He sighed and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start. She could only shake her head. "Nothing."
"How can it be nothing? Mother, when Cousin came just now, you asked him directly if he liked braised eggplants. This is the first time you've seen him. How would you know what he likes to eat?" Ning Yue asked with a frown.
"Sigh." Madam He sighed heavily. "I don't know what to tell you either."
