Mu Qingli continued, "Anyway, you saved us this time, I'll go ahead."
"Mhmm," Li Yunyun nodded. "Goddess Mu, I wish you all the best."
Mu Qingli went directly to the chair opposite Feng Youqing and sat down.
"Auntie Feng, hello, we meet again."
Feng Youqing was a teacher who always had an excellent memory. Seeing Mu Qingli, her face immediately showed a hint of anger, "Why is it you again!"
Mu Qingli continued, "Auntie Feng, this turnip cake was taught to me by Tang Ling. She told me that you could tell it's hers with just one bite."
"Really, it's you?" Feng Youqing murmured, biting her lower lip.
This turnip cake was her secret recipe, which she had personally taught Tang Ling to make; ordinary people simply couldn't achieve the same taste.
By now, Feng Youqing already believed Mu Qingli somewhat.