C200 Sold by His Father

"I'll make you a meal with my own hands. "

Mu Qinghuan thought for a long time and it seemed like Ji Chenyuan did not lack anything. Even if he really wanted something, she might not be able to afford it.

She could only say that.

Making a meal with her own hands could be considered her intention.

Ji Chenyuan's face darkened when he heard that. "Your life is worth a meal? Mu Qinghuan