Jiang Yingyue was busy cooking food while Yan Meilin sat next to her, observing every single movement she made.
Being observed like this was very uncomfortable, but at least she was used to being observed in school, so she managed to cook without any issues.
"Do you like Qingshan?" Yan Meilin suddenly asked out of nowhere, her question making Jiang Yingyue stagger, her eyes widening in shock and horror as she turned around and looked at Yan Meilin with trepidation.
"Now now, don't be scared," the mother said with a chuckle when she noticed the extreme reaction that Jiang Yingyue had. "I was just wondering if you and Han Qingshan got along well."
