Hua Xiaomai frowned upon hearing this and half-jokingly, half-seriously glared at a certain Meng, her mouth pouting as she said, "What kind of talk is that? Your mother bore and raised you, how could you know nothing about her food preferences?"
Meng Yuhuai's eyes flickered as he lowered his lids in thought. After a long while, he concealed his reflection and said, "These past two years I've been working at the Escort Agency and have been constantly running around. The chances to eat at the same table with my mother have been few and far between. It's possible that her dietary habits have changed without my knowing... it would be proper for you to go and ask her yourself."