Auntie Li first shook her head gently, her face full of disbelief, "I simply can't imagine how the young master could eat such salty dishes?"
Xiaofang wiped her mouth and mumbled, "Could it be that the young master's sense of taste is a bit off? Or, does he truly love Miss so much that he can eat anything?" A playful glint sparkled in her eyes.
Pei Jingchuan's personal nanny, Aunt Zhang, overheard these words and walked over with an understanding smile on her face.
She said softly, "This is precisely the depth of the young master's love for Miss Jiang. Haven't you seen how blissful Miss Jiang looks? In the face of love, taste is secondary."
Auntie Li and the two young maids could not help but laugh, lightening the atmosphere and making it pleasant.
Xiaofang couldn't contain her amusement and said, "So love can make one overlook everything, including the taste of salted fish!"
Xiaomei also laughed and nodded, adding, "It seems love truly is the best seasoning in the world."
