Meng Yuhuai was indeed a bit perplexed.
Just now, Hua Xiaomai had given an eloquent speech in front of Song Jingxi, seriously leaving him astonished.
A moment ago, she was chatting away unrestrainedly in the garden, her eyes squinting with a smile like a sly vixen, and the next, she was sitting upright with bright eyes in the front hall, speaking confidently—Meng Yuhuai really knew nothing about cooking, and he hadn't fully understood the conversation between Hua Xiaomai and Song Jingxi, but the key issue was, how could this girl be so self-assured?
Yes, it was confidence, that kind of "everything I say is the absolute truth" energy that surged out of her every gesture, impossible to suppress. A girl who had only been eating well for a few days and whose life had just started to improve, where did this tremendous confidence come from?
Hua Xiaomai mentally exclaimed "crap".
