C271 You Bastard

"I don't eat instant noodles. " Ji Chenyuan's face darkened. He raised his hand, which was wrapped in plaster, gently. "Besides, Mu Qinghuan, where is your conscience?"

Mu Qinghuan saw Ji Chenyuan's arm. Only then did she remember that she had forgotten that Ji Chenyuan still had an arm that was injured.

"Furthermore, your son is not going to eat it?"

Ji Chenyuan snorted coldly