Chapter 162 Everyone Want A Piece Of My Sang Qi

• Right in the middle of the dinner table, was a large plate with Gu Yuu’s chili crab along with the rest of the other seafood that was in her wok piled into a small mountain. Thankfully, Ms. Huan also made other dishes tonight, so that wasn’t the only thing on the dinner table.
• With a whole table filled with food, though unwilling, it’d be impolite of me to not invite Ma Jia to stay for dinner.
• Not that it was a difficult thing to do. I’ve only began to mention it and she immediately nodded, “I’ve been curious about what kind of cook our Mr. Sang have for a while now.”