The atmosphere in the dining room became momentarily stagnant.
Xu Qiaoqiao, stunned, was staring at the bowl of soup when she saw that Yang Leman was frozen in place.
She could no longer maintain the proper smile on her face.
Her gaze was fixed on the soup, as if she wished to turn it into poison.
In that instant, Xu Qiaoqiao's previously gloomy mood brightened significantly.
With a bright smile, she took the soup and exclaimed cheerfully, "Thank you, big brother!"
Then she turned to Yang Leman and raised an eyebrow, "Thank you, Sister Yang!"
The way she said "Sister Yang" was sweet and pleasant, but it made Yang Leman so mad that she wanted to splash the soup all over Xu Qiaoqiao's face.
Yang Leman took a deep breath, swallowed her resentment, and focused back on Xu Mushen, "Let me serve you another bowl."
However, Xu Mushen stretched out his hand and said, "No need, the maid can do it."