The atmosphere was very tense, and everyone was wary of Yu Minglang's anger.
But Xiao Qian's attitude was the same as usual, being very impolite to Ming Lang.
"What are you arguing about? I know my own name. Just hurry up and put my breakfast on the table. Stop staring or I'll get angry!"
Yu Minglang's mouth twitched, anger striding towards the table, and vindictively threw her breakfast forcefully onto the table, showing an air of 'I dare not speak against you, but I dare to vent my anger on your breakfast!'
"If you spill a drop of the porridge, you'll sleep on the floor!" Xiao Qian turned around and focused on signing for the flowers.
Yu Minglang immediately stiffened, while Liu Mei and Shuixian's gaze shifted to the crooked porridge box on the table...
In just a moment, the angry Yu Xiaoqiang had quickly grabbed and steadied the porridge box and swiftly wiped the traces on the table with a napkin-like paper, showing Brother Lang's exceptional hand speed!
