Qin Yu felt awkward and hurriedly said, "Senior Zhuang, your cooking skills are actually pretty good."
"Really? Then would you like to stay and eat for a few more days?"
Qin Yu: "....."
She needed to think carefully about her reply.
Before Qin Yu could speak, Jiaojiao grabbed her sleeve and shook her head vigorously. Mr. Zhuang sneered, "See, even the pig you raised answered for you- after all, those days when you couldn't eat, you pretended to care for him, desperately stuffing food into his mouth."
Qin Yu didn't dare to offend this big boss who allegedly injured Hao Yuntong with just a few moves, so she denied it: "No, no, there's no such thing. Senior, you misunderstood."
Mr. Zhuang: "I saw him leaning against the corner, gagging and trying to vomit."
Qin Yu and Jiaojiao: "....."
Damn, this old thief! But why didn't anyone help her speak up! Was her popularity that bad?
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