A drop of brown sauce slowly slid down the plump chicken drumstick, landing on the heap of steaming white rice.0

Qian Fu didn’t care about that. He held a drumstick in each hand and took a big bite of the braised chicken. He savored the delicious taste as the rich flavor filled his mouth, leaving him very satisfied.0

This wasn’t enough for him. While eating, he kept eyeing the plate, worried that Chen Hongyu might snatch it away. 0

Li Huowang sat across from them and watched in exasperation as they ate. He regretted inviting them to his home.0

“Come, eat more. There’s plenty left.” Sun Xiaoqin smiled and brought another plate...0