"Hokey." Luo Sang turned and walked out. She had goosebumps all over her body.
Forty minutes later, Nian Junting came out of the kitchen with a bowl of burned chicken soup and a potful of half-cooked rice.
Even Yan Su couldn't bear watching this. "Mr. Nian, you're not going to make us eat that, are you?"
"Not you, all this is for my Luo." Nian Junting looked Luo Sang in the eyes lovingly and said, "But this is all burned. I don't know what to do. However, I've tried very hard. Look, my hands are burned." While speaking, he showed Luo Sang his red hands.
Luo Sang was speechless. Nian Junting was trying to earn her compassion…
Lu Kang smiled and joined the conversation. "Mr. Nian, don't worry. Miss Xu knew that you wouldn't be able to do it, so she asked me to order takeout."
"Good. I can't let my Luo be hungry." Nian Junting nodded.
