Tan Zhengyuan already knew the meat belonged to the Fourth Boss's House, but what of it?
This was his home, and whatever was in his home belonged to him.
He was not only planning to eat more, he also wanted to take some back to Widow Xu later.
As soon as Qiao Duo'er heard the noise outside, she immediately walked out and then saw Tan Zhengyuan salivating as though it was about to drip into the pot.
For the sake of that pot of master stock, Qiao Duo'er forcibly suppressed her temper until Tan Zhengyuan had taken out the meat and covered the pot. Then she kicked out.
"Stealing again! You shameless thing!" she scolded.
"This is my stove, how am I stealing?" Tan Zhengyuan began to play dumb.
Qiao Duo'er gave Tan Zhengyuan a disdainful roll of her eyes; in her view, Tan Zhengyuan no longer counted as a human being. Why keep persisting in breaking new grounds of shamelessness?
Was Tan Zhengyuan really that afraid of being treated as human?
