"Su Xiaoxiao, stop right there!"
Su Xiaoxiao frowned and turned around, seeing the furrowed brow of the person approaching her: "Zhang Dongmei, what do you want now?"
She wore a gloomy expression, looking somewhat intimidating.
"You..."
The originally aggressive Zhang Dongmei immediately softened up when she met Su Xiaoxiao's gaze.
After a moment, she straightened her back and began to speak: "Why are you being so fierce? I haven't even settled the score with you yet. Was it you who pulled some strings on the bidding? Otherwise, with my brother-in-law's cooking skills, how could he possibly lose to your mom and sister? How could those two country bumpkins compare to a proper chef like my brother-in-law?"
