"Could it be because of you, you little stinker?" Grandpa said with a smile as he ate the delicious and nutritious porridge made by Jian Xi. "You aren't as considerate as our Xixi, who knows to nourish Grandpa's body by making such tasty porridge. Your cooking skills are really great."
Jian Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the praise.
Was it really that delicious?
She used to make it all the time, but Si Yuhuan had no appetite for it, didn't want to eat it, and had never even tried it. After what Grandpa said, he also wanted to taste it.
Si Yuhuan handed her the bowl, signaling Jian Xi to serve him a bowl as well.
He sure had the nerve. Staying here for breakfast was all thanks to Grandpa; otherwise, he would've been chased out with a stick long ago.
Under the table, Jian Xi kicked him hard. Si Yuhuan's handsome face crumpled in pain as he glared angrily at her.
