Zuo Aiai looked at Li Fang, her smile mischievous: "Going to the kitchen? Auntie, I remember Nanfeng said he's never had a meal cooked by you since he was a child. Are you sure Ji Family's daughter-in-law needs to enter the kitchen?"
Actually, she hadn't heard Ji Nanfeng say this, but she just felt Li Fang would never step into the kitchen.
As it turned out, she casually guessed and hit the mark.
Li Fang looked at her: "When I married into the Ji Family, the Ji elders had all passed away, so I never entered the kitchen, but I have culinary skills."
"Auntie hasn't been in the kitchen for decades, yet still remains the epitome of a Ji daughter-in-law, so I think entering the kitchen shouldn't measure anything! Don't you agree? Besides, I can't cook; if I really go into the kitchen, you wouldn't dare eat what I make! So, let's forget it." First, she offered flattery, and then directly declined.
