"We’re friends, we’re sisters, how could I poison you guys?"
Qin Mu glanced at Helian Hao, her eyes seed to say she couldn’t bear to poison her own sisters.
Helian Hao and An Nan couldn’t help but laugh at her expression.
"What’s going on?"
A few n noticed a sudden strong sll in the house and went over to check it out. As soon as they walked over, several were driven away by the fus before they even reached inside. Jing Feng and Mu Yichen stood at the door, frowning as they watched Qin Mu pour the dish onto a plate. Then Jing Feng asked Helian Hao, "Did you ask her to cook?"
"Haha! Don’t crush her determination to cook!"
Helian Hao forced a laugh. After speaking, she was already finding it difficult to breathe, her throat feeling quite uncomfortable.
Mu Yichen leaned against the side, unable to hold back his laughter. Although he hadn’t laughed out loud, it was rare for him to laugh in such a devilish way.
Jing Feng gave him a helpless look, patted Mu Yichen’s shoulder before heading to the living room, "Brother, let your wife spare us, okay?"
Such sincere eyes and tone.
Mu Yichen didn’t say anything, just smiled, thinking he wouldn’t dare stop his wife from doing anything today. Later, he would have to eat more of the dish she cooked to cooperate.
Mu Yichen glanced inside, but then thought to himself, there’s no need to look at his wife’s dish; the sll alone was enough.
Not many dishes were made, but there was enough for everyone.
Helian Hao made a salad and fruit platter, and with just one large plate, a little bit for everyone along with so drinks was perfect.
On the table, as long as you didn’t sll it, everything was visually and aromatic delight.
However, once you slled it, so dishes were a bit disappointing.
"Qiao Yi, next ti bring your wife along! Don’t co alone!"
An Nan chatted with Qiao Yi before drinking.
"We have a little daughter at ho who needs feeding! I promise I’ll bring her along next ti."
Xi ng still didn’t like dining with these rich young ladies and gentlen, but now that there was a child needing nursing, it was a good excuse. In the future, who knows if there will be such good excuses.
"I’ll believe you this ti!"
An Nan said, clinking glasses with him.
Qiao Yi smiled, nodded, and drank a glass with her.
"What’s the na of this dish?"
Jiang Zhiyuan took a bite of the dish Qin Mu made, then ate another before asking.
Qin Mu lifted her eyes and saw his expression was a bit odd, worried he might give a bad review. Moreover, how could she know what dish this was? She had only watched a show and tried to imitate it.
"Cumin Onions?"
Qin Mu thought for a mont and gave it this na.
"Last ti at my place, she made this dish too, but even though she added a lot of cumin powder, it wasn’t as exaggerated as this ti. Isn’t it a bit hard to complint?"
Helian Hao asked.
Qin Mu, hearing Helian Hao’s words, suddenly felt this dish might beco her signature dish.
"There were fewer people back then! You couldn’t add too much, but today there are so many people, of course, you add more."
Qin Mu muttered in defense.
"Grandma, then you should add so vegetables! What’s the use of adding so much cumin powder?"
Helian Hao exposed her.
Qin Mu felt her heart was stabbed with pain, but thankfully it was her dear sister. If it were soone else, she wouldn’t be pleased.
"Can you give so face?"
Qin Mu was sitting next to Helian Hao, so she leaned closer and whispered to her, her eyes still watching the plate on the table that Jiang Zhiyuan was eating, still eating.
Helian Hao was about to say more when Jiang Zhiyuan, eating, said, "Anyone who says Xiaomu can’t cook, I’ll be angry with them. It’s clearly cooked so well! You all should try it, it’s really delicious!"
Jiang Zhiyuan saw that nobody was touching Qin Mu’s dish and felt a bit anxious for her.
Qin Mu was moved by Jiang Zhiyuan’s stance; among everyone, only Jiang Zhiyuan supported her, and it hadn’t been in vain that she spent those days talking with him.
Under everyone’s surprised gaze, Mu Yichen was the only one displeased, staring at Jiang Zhiyuan, thinking that was supposed to be his job, he hadn’t even had a chance yet, and it’s Jiang Zhiyuan’s turn?
"Let try!"
Zhao Huai knew Qin Mu’s cooking skills weren’t great, he’d often heard about it from Xiaoi, and it was common knowledge Qin Mu couldn’t cook, but he didn’t want her to be laughed at too badly, so he grabbed a spoon and tasted it, nodding with sincerity, "It’s quite alright!"
Qin Mu was almost moved to tears!
Mu Yichen’s lips parted slightly, then closed again, his dark eyes watching the two guys, trying hard to suppress his anger.
"Why do I suddenly feel like only Mu seems uninterested in ?"
Qin Mu felt a bit proud inside, but outwardly pretended to be miserable and slowly turned her gaze to the man sitting next to her.
Everyone curiously looked at Mu Yichen, who leaned back in his chair and suddenly chuckled lightly, "Humph! Who said I’m uninterested? When did I ever say that?"
"Oh?"
Qin Mu’s eyes were clear.
"I just didn’t want your hand to get hurt, so I used that excuse."
Mu Yichen suddenly raised his hand to hold Qin Mu’s hand resting on the table edge and slowly lifted it to his face.
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