Mrs. Sheng ate a few slices of sandwich cake and some old-fashioned pastries out of courtesy, and nodded in satisfaction.
"That's right, it seems you weren't exaggerating, your friend's cooking skills are really good."
Last year when she came to Shanghai, all the pastries she ate were on the sweeter side. She didn't know if the locals liked sweet things, but everything was extremely sweet.
Even though she loves sweets, she finds them too sweet and cloying.
The sweetness of the desserts I had this time was just right—not too sweet or cloying, and you could still taste the original flavor of the ingredients.
She thought it tasted pretty good, and when she looked up, she noticed that Sheng Jingheng was also eating those snacks, which surprised her slightly.
"Aheng, are the snacks delicious?"
Although Sheng Jingheng remained expressionless, he nodded. "It's alright."
He said it was alright, but then ate a small plateful, which shows he liked it.
Mrs. Sheng was overjoyed and quickly asked Miss Qi, "Xin Xin, how old is your friend this year? Is she married?"
Upon hearing this, Miss Qi knew what Mrs. Sheng was thinking and smiled, "You're too late, she's already married."
"And her husband is quite tall, and his features are no less handsome than my second uncle's."
She had glanced at He Yushen from afar before; he seemed to be a man who doted on his wife.
Moreover, He Yushen's height and physique are indeed no worse than Sheng Jingheng's.
It's even a little taller than Shengjing Heng.
Mrs. Sheng asked in surprise, "Really?"
Her son, Ah Heng, was not only exceptionally handsome in the Kyoto compound, but even after moving to the fashionable city of Shanghai, his looks and demeanor remained undiminished.
There are actually people more handsome than her son?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com