River dam, kitchen.
As Jiang Ning spoke, Xue Yuantong immediately said, "You just told the result, seems like you don't know the reason either, huh!"
Xue Chuchu's reaction was completely opposite to Tongtong.
When Jiang Ning said this, his eyes were fixed on her, as if he was speaking to her.
Xue Chuchu instantly understood his meaning, was he using an object as a metaphor for a person?
The fire in the stove was getting stronger, and the aroma of the rice rose with the misty steam through the gaps at the edge of the lid, like a thin veil of mist. In this blurry scene, Xue Chuchu's cold face became hazy and indistinct.
She was a bit angry, how could he say such things!
What, I'm the one... like that...
Xue Chuchu pursed her lips and stayed silent. She was unhappy inside and went alone to the chopping board to prepare vegetables.
