C161 The Score of Cooking

"You did it?"

Even if the dignified Lee's president were to cook it himself, Xi Meng wouldn't believe it.

"Of course." Lee Tianyi smiled proudly as he took a few steps forward with the wonton in his hand …

He yelled: "Lee Tianyi, are you sick or what?"

From Xi Meng's point of view, his actions clearly meant that he wanted to feed her some wontons.

Sick