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Si Yu cleared her voice and said seriously, "Little Shan, let me ask you a question."

With one hand holding the phone and the other holding the chopsticks, Mu Shuishan began to eat. She casually said, "Yes, ask away."

"Didn't you send the photo of Zhan Beirong cooking last night? Did he cook dinner better than the dining room outside? " Si Yu asked as if it was a matter of course