C443 Nightmare

Zhong Yuhan was the most nervous one. The bowl of soup was trembling lightly in her hands, but she was in a daze and did not spill a single drop. When she put the bowl down, Rong Jinxi saw that she was still slanting the soup in front of him, afraid that it would heat up Lin Xinnian again.

Putting down the bowl of soup, Zhong Yuhan heaved a long sigh of relief