Xiaoni?
And she's good at cooking?
Could it be Ni Yang?
Li Xianxian squinted subtly.
The good cooking skills and the surname 'Ni' made Li Xianxian unconsciously think of Ni Yang.
Thinking of Ni Yang's beautiful face, Li Xianxian felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
But didn't Li Shu say that Ni Yang had married a bachelor?
Could it be that Mu Yan is not Ni Yang at all?
Did she mistake everything from the beginning?
Li Xianxian thought until she was lost in thought.
"Xianxian, Xianxian, what are you thinking?" Old Madam Mo waved an arm before Ni Yang.
"Ah? No," Li Xianxian quickly snapped back, laughing, "Grandma, is this Xiaoni's cooking really that delicious?"
"Yes, especially that bowl of noodles, it's simply divine!" Old Madam Mo continued, "Hey, let's stop chatting, Xianxian, let's eat."
Suppressing her worries, Li Xianxian responded, "Okay, Grandma."
Immediately, a servant brought two new sets of bowls and chopsticks over.
