C50 The Foster Daughter Returned

Wen Anran looked at the bowl of black stuff in front of her and then raised her head to look at Duan Linxi's hopeful eyes. Was there really no way to refuse?

Forcefully suppressing the thought of resisting, Wen Anran picked up her chopsticks and tried to pick up a piece of noodles. Unfortunately, it was so dark that she could not tell what it was