Delicious Food, Others Are Not Worthy

With that, he finished everything in Shi Jin's bowl in a few mouthfuls.

"You child! You…" Madam Yue did not expect her son to be so rude.

Yue Lanchen glanced at Fu Xiuyuan and braced himself to snatch the bowl from his hand. "Give me yours too."

With that, he finished another bowl in two or three mouthfuls.

"You're ridiculous!" Yue Feng said angrily.

"I'm just so hungry. After all this tonight, I didn't even have dinner. I'm about to faint."

"Okay, okay, I'll make more," Madam Yue said quickly.

Seeing that his son's lips were still injured, Yue Feng could not bear to continue reprimanding him. He only said, "I'm sorry, my son is really a little insensible and impolite."

"It's okay." Shi Jin had already taken the opportunity to find a tissue and spit out the lotus root in her mouth.

She glanced gratefully at her savior, Yue Lanchen.