Tang Yi had a face full of black lines.
He could only see Song Bingyun's smug, challenging smile, as if to say, "Go on, I dare you to say it doesn't taste good!"
What could Tang Yi say?
It was like having a knife held to his throat, being forced to speak.
He would rather die than utter the words "not delicious."
However, after tasting it, he found that it indeed tasted quite good.
Tang Yi hurriedly praised, "Wife, it's really delicious!"
"I'm so lucky to have married such a beautiful wife, not to mention her cooking is so good too."
"Wife, you're a genius!"
"Oh my! I, Tang Yi, am truly blessed by the heavens."
"Shut your mouth already! Even delicious food can't block your chatter!" Although Song Bingyun said that, she was also laughing happily.
Even though she knew Tang Yi was saying it on purpose, it truly felt good to hear.
Liang Rulan, standing aside, couldn't take it any longer and quickly said, "Hurry up and eat, finish your meal and go home early."