Shi Mianmian was completely oblivious to the awkward atmosphere, with sauce on her lips, and said, "Mommy, this meat and shrimp paste is so delicious!"
Shi Su gave her some more, smiling, "Of course, how could the hotpot made by this fairy not be good?"
Mianmian almost burst into laughter, her mouth full of food, puffing her cheeks and chewing, trying hard not to spew out the meat.
"Well, eat more. In a few days, the film crew will start. I won't have as much time to cook personally at home for you every day. I'll probably be busy working from dawn till dusk, with no time to take care of you," Shi Su said, scooping some more for the man across the table.
Jing Jihan signaled his gratitude with a glance, saying leisurely, "There was some misunderstanding earlier, a child's words can't be taken seriously."
Shi Su looked at him first, then laughed, "I know. If you dared have any designs on me, I'd have kicked you out long ago."
