Lou Manyue never had a good temper when faced with Quan Ning'er's deliberate attempts to make things difficult.

"Quan Ning'er!" She slammed her hand on the table and stood up. "Don't go too far. Guan Guan is not your servant."

"I didn't treat her like a servant..."

Quan Ning'er played with her exquisite manicure and smiled maliciously, "But I don't like the food here, shouldn't she take responsibility?"

Lou Manyue retorted angrily, "Eat it or don't, it's up to you."

Quan Ning'er ignored her anger and looked at Yu Guanguan defiantly, "Is this your way of treating guests—letting them go hungry?"

"You're just deliberately picking a fight."

How could Lou Manyue not see that she was doing it on purpose?

The malice on his face was too obvious.

Wen Yuan sat at the dining table like a transparent person, his lowered eyes full of interest.

How will she solve this problem?

Compared to Lou Manyue's anger, Yu Guanguan was quite at ease. "If I cook for you myself, will Miss Quan have an appetite?"

"Of course." Quan Ning'er raised her chin proudly. "As long as it's made by you, I'll have a great appetite."

She was deliberately making things difficult for Yu Guanguan.

Watching her cook for herself like a maid.

Just thinking about it makes me feel great.

Before Lou Manyue could say anything, Yu Guanguan spoke first.

"Okay. I'll do it."

“Guan Guan…” Lou Manyue stamped her foot, “Why are you paying attention to this madman?”

Quan Ning'er said smugly, "Because Grandpa made me live here, I have the right to order her around."

"you……"

"Since you've agreed, why don't you hurry up and do it?" Quan Ning'er gestured to Yu Guanguan.

After saying that, she narrowed her eyes again, "You wouldn't deliberately poison the food to kill me, would you?"

Yu Guanguan smiled and said, "How could that be? Miss Quan is a guest."

After saying that, he turned and went into the kitchen.

Lou Manyue knew about Yu Guanguan's cooking skills.

But Quan Ning'er's tone of commanding a servant made her very unhappy.

She walked into the kitchen, indignantly asking, "Guanguan, are you really going to cook for that madman?"

Yu Guanguan skillfully prepared the ingredients, "As long as she can shut up."

She was thoroughly fed up with Quan Ning'er's constant fault-finding.

"I really don't understand what Grandpa Quan was thinking, adopting someone like her."

Yu Guanguan smiled but didn't say anything.

She quickly cooked the dish and brought it out.

"Miss Quan, please." Yu Guanguan placed the squirrel fish on the table.

The fresh and fragrant aroma immediately filled the air.

Wen Yuan and Quan Ning'er were both surprised to see the brightly colored squirrel fish.

Unexpectedly, Yu Guanguan actually made it, and it looked and smelled delicious.

Quan Ning'er raised an eyebrow. "You do look quite like a chef."

These words sound less like a compliment and more like sarcasm, belittling Yu Guanguan's humble origins.

Yu Guanguan ignored her. "Can we eat now?"

Quan Ning'er picked up her chopsticks and arrogantly took a bite.

The moment he put it in his mouth, his expression changed drastically, and he spat the fish out with a "pui!"

"Yu Guanguan, did you do this on purpose?!"

"What's wrong? Does this dish not suit Miss Quan's taste?"

"It's so salty, how am I supposed to eat this?"

Yu Guanguan raised an eyebrow indifferently, "Oh? Is it salty? I'm sorry, I may not have figured out Miss Quan's taste. I put in too much salt."

Quan Ning'er gripped her chopsticks tightly in anger, "You did this on purpose."

Yu Guanguan smiled innocently, "How could that be? I made this dish with all my heart. Since Miss Quan doesn't like it, then forget it..."

After saying that, she calmly sat down and called to Lou Manyue, "Manyue, come and eat."