Chu Mo nodded, indicating that Lu Xiaoxiao should not pay too much attention to the suspicious guests.

Then Wang Fei spoke to the kitchen and said, "Madame, order!"

"Come on!" Aunt Jiang took a dish of sweet and sour fish just out of the pot to the table next to the door. She wiped two pairs of them on some yellowish aprons and took out a small book to remember what they ordered.

"What do you want to eat? My meat and dishes here are very fresh. Don't worry about ordering."

It's only when you look closely that Aunt Jiang's hand with a pen is a little shaky.

Lu Xiaoxiao...