Meng Yihuan stared gloomily at the two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.
Old Madame Si was the only person in the room, yet there were two settings on the table? That was certainly interesting.
"I... can’t I use two sets of bowls and chopsticks by myself? One bowl is for soup, and the chopsticks fell on the floor. Do you have a problem with that?" Old Madame Si’s eyes darted around, her guilt plain to see. She cursed her own senility; she had completely forgotten to put away Si Yunhui’s utensils.
Chapter 29