The surroundings were chaotic and noisy.
Nian Yuyu steadied the woman who had fallen into her arms, showing a kind smile.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Cai Siwen was a bit embarrassed, her pale face flushed with bashfulness, "I'm fine, sorry."
Nian Yuyu was about to speak when Liu Jianhang, who had been following beside her, suddenly showed impatience, "Sis, maybe we shouldn't buy the ribs, it's too crowded."
"Besides, your cooking isn't that great, brother-in-law won't miss one meal of ribs soup."
Nian Yuyu immediately put on a fierce look, "No, he works so hard, he needs to replenish properly."
Liu Jianhang: "You can't even choose properly, it's pointless to fuss."
Listening to their conversation and remembering how Nian Yuyu had just steadied her, Cai Siwen cautiously interjected, "You don't know how to pick fresh ribs?"
"I can help, I know how to choose."
"And..." she said timidly, "I can also make ribs soup. I can tell you how later on, it's really simple."