C1801 Don't tell me you have to eat your own son's vinegar

Unfortunately, Ruan Bingyue did not see it.

Ruan Bingyue scooped out a big bowl for Wen Zehao and placed it heavily in front of him. "Be careful with the heat, I can't afford to pay if it's hot, and I won't."

"Thank you for your concern." Ruan Bingyue pursed his lips and raised a faint smile. Ruan Bingyue almost became infatuated with him just by looking at him