Wei Jingzhuo smiled and asked, "Did you make this for me?"
Su Wan rolled her eyes: "It was Miss Bai who made it for you. She thought you were injured and needed to recover, so she hurriedly made a pot of chicken soup for you. You should be grateful."
Wei Jingzhuo looked helpless and raised his hand to shake it: "Awan, don't be so naughty. You've worked hard just now, so you can eat this chicken soup for me."
To be honest, he was indeed quite hungry. The aroma of chicken soup intensified his hunger.
Although he was so hungry, he immediately lost his appetite when he learned that Bai Zhiyi had made it.
Su Wan smiled, picked up the spoon from the jar, scooped out a piece of chicken, filled a small bowl with the broth, and gently shook it in front of Wei Jingzhuo.
"Young master, you don't need to be so dramatic. Miss Bai made this soup out of kindness, so please just have a bite."
"I won't eat."
"You really won't eat it?"
"I'm not hungry, you eat."
Su Wan was delighted inside, but on the surface she sighed and said, "You men are so stubborn. How about this, I'll take a bite first, and then you take a bite, okay?"
Wei Jingzhuo nodded and said, "If Awan eats with me, I'm willing."
Su Wan smiled and picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks, saying, "Look, I'll eat it first." Then she put the chicken in her mouth.
She took only one bite, then her expression changed, and she spat the meat onto the ground.
Wei Jingzhuo asked, "What's wrong?"
"The meat wasn't cooked through."
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