After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Qi Hao finally couldn't help but tell Lu Chengfu about his heartache today, about how he had just casually given Lu Chengfu that bag of rice, and then had gone to the supermarket to buy more than two or three hundred bags of rice in compensation, yet his brother had actually hit him over this.
It f*cking broke his heart.
Qi Hao showed Lu Chengfu the wounds on his body and face. However, who knew if it was a psychological effect, but after eating that porridge, his wounds didn't hurt as much anymore.
Qi Hao was carefree in nature and thought that most of it was probably psychological. Chengfu's rice was fragrant, but how could it be godly?
Qi Hao didn't think much of it and continued telling Lu Chengfu what happened, insisting that his brother was wrong.