"Xiao Yan, Auntie doesn't know what kind of food you like."
"Take a look yourself and let me know if there's anything you like."
"You can tell Auntie, I'm actually quite good at cooking. Next time you come to Auntie's place, I'll make it for you."
Li Zhiyan ordered braised abalone.
He didn't respond to Yu Fanzhi's words, as he really didn't want to have much interaction with this woman.
If it weren't for the arrangement by his own mother, Wu Ningshuang.
How could she have appeared in Wancheng? Towards Wu Ningshuang, Li Zhiyan always harbored a deep hostility.
So, inevitably, he also disliked Yu Fanzhi, who was very close to his mother.
"You like braised abalone, huh? Then Auntie will make it for you in the future."
After Li Zhiyan finished ordering.
Yu Fanzhi added a few more dishes.
After the waiter left, Yu Fanzhi said softly, "Xiao Yan."
"I know you really dislike Wu Ningshuang."
"But, Auntie is Auntie, and Wu Ningshuang is Wu Ningshuang, we are two different people."
