After Lin Chengdong finished his meal, he felt that it was still not enough.
Now he understood why these respectable older people fought for the food.
The dishes were simply delicious.
Someone who had tasted gourmet food all over the world, came to realize that all those so-called delicacies he had before were nothing in front of these dishes.
Lin Chengdong sincerely praised, "Mrs. Xiao..."
Xiao's mother laughed and said, "Mr. Lin, my name is Ji Fangqin, everyone calls me Xiaofang. How old are you? I am fifty-three today."
Fifty-three?
Lin Chengdong opened his mouth wide, utterly incredulous.
At first glance, he thought she was a woman in her early thirties, but knowing that she was the mother of Xiao Junxuan, she must be much older than that, even if someone has children late, they should be in their forties, right?
Who would have thought, Xiao Junxuan's mother was actually fifty-three.