Even though Han Jiangxue inwardly detested Ye Zhenzhen beyond measure, her face still maintained a lukewarm smile.
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at Gu Xiaoran, whose face showed a full measure of reluctance toward An Xi, and at An Xi, who seemed quite helpless. She nodded, "No problem."
It was just a meal together, after all—a mere trifle.
In fact, Ye Zhenzhen had a rather good impression of An Xi; since she said she couldn't cook, eating together was no issue.
Shen Yibo looked up at Han Jiangxue. "Mom, I want to eat with Aunt Zhenzhen too. Why don't we also eat here together?"
Ye Zhenzhen: ...
Little Yibo staying for the meal was fine, but Han Jiangxue could forget it.
This woman did not deserve to eat the food she cooked!
