Wen Yiwan had a pleasing smile on her face all along, and stood up again to pour orange juice for Wen Zhi, but Wen Zhi didn't drink it and turned to Gu Rang beside her, "I want strawberry juice."
Gu Rang stood up, "I'll go make it for you."
"Stay where you are!" Mu Yanzhou spoke up, his tone deep and heavy.
With the look of someone enjoying a good show, Wen Yiwan deliberately curled the corners of her lips with pride, surely this time Mu Yanzhou was going to scold Wen Zhi!
After all, since Mu Yanzhou agreed to marry her, he had grown even stricter with Wen Zhi.
Mu Yanzhou then said to the standing Gu Rang, "Make less, she's been like this since she was little; if she has juice, she won't eat her meal."
Gu Rang showed no change in expression, nodded, and went to do it, "Understood."
