"Ugh! Xue Jiu, what do you mean 'on purpose'?" Although Li Mengjie did do it intentionally, she certainly wouldn't admit it openly.
Even though Ling Xuejiu was so angry he could bite his teeth in frustration, he couldn't do anything about it because after all, he had been the one to speak incorrectly first. How could he blame Xiao Jie? He hummed in acknowledgment and said, "What I mean is, my favorite dish wasn't made by Leng Xuan, nor by Wang Shuze. It was... it was... Ugh, it was Grandpa Ling's Beggar's Chicken."
