While The Priest Climbs A Foot, The Devil Climbs Ten
編輯: Henyee Translations
Since they were at Yi Juncheng's home, Yi Juncheng showed great hospitality. "Uncle, Auntie, please take a seat. Brother Hanjing, Yuxi…"
The Sheng Family had mixed feelings which was hard to describe in words. It wasn't until Yi Juncheng asked them to sit that they all sat down awkwardly.
Even Sheng Yuxi, the simplest-minded one among them, realized that something was wrong. Was the relationship between her younger sister and Yi Juncheng really that simple?
Then why had his sister never cooked for him?
Sheng Yuxi felt very jealous and looked quite sour.
Sheng Yang thought Yi Juncheng's idea was quite appropriate. She had always wanted to do something for her family, but she had no clue of what to do. At home, they never let her do anything, not even let her carry her own schoolbag. She could take this chance to treat them to a big meal today.
Sheng Yang was about to serve them rice when Yi Juncheng said, "Let me do it."