Shangguan Xu never used to know how to cook; this skill was actually cultivated by Adelle.
Just as they were about to start eating, Ni Yang seemed to suddenly remember something, stood up and said, "I'll go invite Grandma Zhao over."
"I'll go with you," Mo Qishen stood up and said.
"Alright," Ni Yang nodded.
Old Madam Zheng put down her chopsticks, "We'll wait for you to come back before we start eating together."
When they arrived at Zhao Shuyue's house, she was sitting in the living room watching Huangmei Opera.
Dapang was curled up in her arms.
Xiaopang was obediently sitting on the floor.
From a distance, the scene looked exceptionally harmonious.
At the sound of approaching footsteps, Xiaopang excitedly ran over, putting his two paws on Ni Yang's waist, "Woof woof woof!"
Dapang, not one to be outdone, leapt into Ni Yang's arms, "Meow meow meow!"
Ni Yang was overwhelmed, patting the dog's head one moment and stroking the cat's head the next.
