The surroundings were chaotic, noisy.
Nian Yuyu steadied the woman who had fallen into her arms and showed a kind smile to her.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Cai Siwen was a bit embarrassed, a shy flush appeared on her pale face, "I'm fine, sorry."
Nian Yuyu was about to speak when Liu Jianhang, who was following beside her, suddenly made an impatient gesture, "Sis, let's not buy ribs anymore, it's too crowded."
"Anyway, your cooking skills aren't up to much, my brother-in-law won't mind missing one meal of rib soup."
Nian Yuyu immediately put on a fierce face, "That won't do, he's been working so hard, he needs a proper nourishment."
Liu Jianhang: "You can't even pick properly, why bother."
Cai Siwen listened to their conversation, remembered how Nian Yuyu had just steadied her, and cautiously interjected, "Is it because you don't know how to choose fresh ribs?"
"I can help; I know how to choose."