A little girl with a sour look on her face was looking up at her, her small shoes tapping restlessly on the ground: "This is too much, really don't know if you are always this careless or you are doing it on purpose."
"Hehe, Aunt White~" Ji Xiaoge grinned and stuck out her tongue at the girl who looked at least a decade younger than her: "I really didn't see you there! Um... What were you saying about Xiao Island earlier?"
The little girl rolled her eyes and pointed to the shopping bag in Ji Xiaoge's hand: "You said you were going to make her food, right? Are you sure you aren't trying to poison her?"
"Wow! Aunt White, how did you know!" The young girl was stunned, then shook her head, "I would never try to poison her! I just wanted to take care of my sister!"
The young lady, whom Ji Xiaoge called Aunt White, sighed: "Of all the things to inherit from your mom, you had to inherit her Murderous Cooking..."
