"Of course, I spent over two hours in the kitchen making this." Qiao Liang smiled triumphantly at Will, "Since the Duke has work, let's eat in the living room!"
With that, he steadied Gan Yuan's wheelchair handlebars and pushed her out into the living room.
Unable to stop them, Will quietly glanced at his master, the Duke, and sure enough, saw his brow furrowed and him rising from his chair.
Gan Yuan placed the insulated container on the coffee table, and Qiao Liang immediately unscrewed the lid, took out a small bowl, filled it more than halfway with chicken soup, and brought it over to her.
"It's just off the stove, might be a bit hot."
"Thank you."
Gan Yuan took it, politely expressing her gratitude.
Holding the bowl in one hand and gently supporting the soup with a spoon in the other, she caught a glimpse of Huangfu Jue walking over, her expression turning to one of amusement as she looked at Qiao Liang.
"Come sit, why are you standing there?"
"Sure!"