Chi Chan sighed: "Never mind, if we don't have chili-fried eggs, stir-fried dried tofu is fine too." Chi Chan's chopsticks changed direction.

A thin hand was one step ahead of her and took the plate away.

"Fine, I won't eat it then. Who cares? This dried tofu was made by Auntie because she knows I like it. That other person doesn't deserve to eat it!"

It's confirmed, you two are deliberately targeting me!

Chi Chan inhaled: Never mind, she prefers the salt and pepper shrimp and sweet and sour pork ribs in the distance.

Before Chi Chan could even pick up her chopsticks, the food on the table had vanished instantly.

Shu Jia and Zhuo Zhiyuan each snatched a plate.

"That person is too cunning; all they know is how to eat good food!"

"Isn't that person the same? Selfish and selfish, they didn't even consider my feelings when they took it!"

...

What followed was chaos and confusion.

By the time Chi Chan realized what was happening, all that was left in front of her was a plate of green vegetables.

Oh, and that bucket of rice too.

"Smack—"

Chi Chan slammed her chopsticks down on the table.

Seeing that Chi Chan's face had darkened, Shu Jia and Zhuo Zhiyuan realized what they had done. They both acted in unison, wishing they could bury their heads under the table.

"Keep grabbing! Why aren't you grabbing the last plate of vegetables?"

"Hey, Sister Chan, eat up, eat up. I'm serving you all the food because I was worried you wouldn't be able to reach it."

Zhuo Zhiyuan diligently moved all the dishes that were laid out beside him to Chi Chan's side.

Shu Jia followed suit.

Chi Chan's side was immediately piled high with food, and there was nowhere to put the rice bowl she was holding.

Seeing this, the two immediately moved the dishes to make room for Chi Chan to put her rice bowl.

Chi Chan put down her bowl, put the dishes back in their original positions, and gestured for Ji Siyuan and Lin Da, who were watching the show, to eat quickly.