Qin Mu's heart couldn't help but tremble repeatedly.
The lunch was quite good, but it felt like a culinary battle between two men.
Jian Yan's cooking was a bit lighter in flavor, this time Mu Yichen also made the dishes very light, but compared to Jian Yan's, it was still a bit stronger.
"Looks like Qin Mu's taste has changed."
Jian Yan looked at the dishes on the table and suddenly commented.
Qin Mu had just picked up her chopsticks, and after hearing this, glanced at the dishes on the table: "It's alright!"
"Let's eat! I'll also try Mr. Mu's cooking."
Jian Yan said no more.
This meal wasn't awkward, but everyone had their own thoughts, so food didn't seem to have much taste.
"Are you spending tonight alone?"
"I never liked celebrating holidays, you know that. Don't worry about me, just make sure the kids have fun."
After the meal and a bit of conversation, when the family was saying goodbye, Qin Mu turned at the door to look at him and asked:
"But..."
