【626】Porridge made by Xiangyang

"Ugh, big sister, you're so biased." Li Lanxi made a face at Mu Chaoyang. She was indifferent to Zhao Xi'er, always had been. She didn't dislike or like her, just found it hard to understand how Mu Chaoyang treated Zhao Xi'er so well.

Upon hearing their conversation, Wen Xiangyang thought of Zhao Xi'er, evoking an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.

Just as Wen Xiangyang was looking at Mu Chaoyang and Li Lanxi, Mu Lingqian subtly nudged her without changing his expression, his gaze shifting from Mu Chaoyang to the direction of the kitchen.

Wen Xiangyang, being an extremely smart child, immediately understood Mu Lingqian's meaning.

She turned and headed towards the kitchen, asking the servants there to help her find the ingredients she needed and began to get busy.

At least Wen Xiangyang was used to cooking. Sometimes, in order to get a sense of Mu Lingqian's tastes, she would look up many recipes online and prepare them in various ways when Mu Lingqian returned.