Zhan Moxiao's voice brought the dazed Ah Dai abruptly back to reality. She hurriedly nodded her head, "Yes, Master Xiao!"
By the time Ah Dai served the rice and brought it over to Zhan Moxiao's side, he was already wolfing down the dishes.
He tasted every dish, and as he ate, he praised the petite woman beside him, "Not bad, your cooking has improved a lot, today's dishes are very delicious."
A single comment almost made everyone's eyeballs fall out. Master Xiao's taste is so peculiar?
Zhan Lingtao completely relaxed. He knew that his old man would always stand behind Ou Xiaolan, and Ou Lan glanced at the man, a smile emerging in her eyes, because he still doted on her very much.
Jing Nianhui pursed her lips and remained silent. Zhan Moxiao's performance was embarrassing for her, but she still suppressed her emotions quietly. She did not want to create an unpleasant scene with her son in front of so many people.
