59 Gloating at Someones Misfortunes (1/2)

”Third Yan, what kind of attitude was that?” Mu Li yelled at her son's cold and haughty back. ”Why are you so ungentlemanly?”

She gave him a fierce look of contempt for bullying a girl.

Next, she looked at Wen Xuxu again. Every single action and facial expression had revealed her evident adoration and affection for Xuxu.

”I've prepared your favorite sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour lotus root...”

She had listed many sweet and sour dishes in one breath.

”...” In the beginning, the corners of Wen Xuxu's mouth merely twitched. Then the tip of her eyebrows began to twitch as well and her expression turned darker.

”Aunt Mu, you've remembered wrongly. I hate sweet and sour dishes the most.”

If this person wasn't Aunt Mu who had doted on her dearly, she would have suspected that she was doing it on purpose.

Ever since she was a kid, she had never eaten sweet and sour dishes. Even Yan Rusheng knew this.

”Hmph? Really?” Mu Li knitted her eyebrows and tried to recall. Suddenly she remembered. ”Yes yes yes. I remembered wrongly, you love spicy food.”

As she said this, she smiled apologetically. ”I'm so sorry. Look at the words like and dislike, they only have a slight difference of a few letters.”

Wen Xuxu could neither laugh nor cry. It's true that the words like and dislike only differed by a few letters, but the disparity was huge once you added or took away those letters.

”Aunt Mu Li, it's alright. You cooked for me personally and I'm very touched.” She held her elbow tightly and the feeling of affection after a long period of absence was back.

She remembered that Aunt Mu Li had never entered the kitchen in the past. She cared greatly about her looks and she said that the smoke from all the cooking would turn her into an old and haggard woman.

Not only had she entered the kitchen now, but she had even learned to cook difficult dishes like sweet and sour pork ribs.

Xuxu saw her in a whole new light.

Mu Li smiled. ”It's alright, I'll cook again.”

By the time they went through the door, Yan Rusheng had already entered the house, changed into comfortable loungewear and came down from the stairs.

He shot a glance at the two women who looked like mother and daughter, turned around and went to the dining room.