"A specialty brought back by a friend on a business trip."
Xia Weibao's eyes lit up, "Specialty? Is it yummy?"
Seeing her greedy little cat expression, Lu Hualiang wanted to laugh.
The emotional intelligence that had been clouded by lard suddenly cleared in this moment.
Actually, it was quite easy to catch this woman's attention.
Just cater to her interests.
Why hadn't he realized this before?
Straightening his face, he said with a stern look, "It's alright, just a bit yummier than spicy strips."
Better than spicy strips?
Xia Weibao's saliva almost dripped out; she hurriedly sucked it back in.
She scratched her head, wanting to eat but too embarrassed to say it out loud.
The corners of Lu Hualiang's mouth barely perceptibly curved up, "Is there something you want?"
"No." Xia Weibao shook her head, "Nothing."
"If there's nothing, then let's go."
With that, he closed the door.
Xia Weibao, left standing outside the door, "..."
