"Let me go, let go of me now." Wang Xiangxiang struggled as she shouted.
However, Chu Lian acted as if he hadn't heard and carried her all the way to the dining hall.
"Let me go, will you? I'll eat, okay?"
Wang Xiangxiang had figured it out. Why not eat? It was all because of him that she had run around all morning. She wanted to eat her way back to even, after all, Wang Xiangxiang never did a losing deal.
Chu Lian pressed Wang Xiangxiang into a chair and said to the maid beside him, "Prepare a set of bowls and chopsticks for her."
"Yes, young master," she replied.
Soon, the bowls and chopsticks were brought in. Wang Xiangxiang started eating unapologetically, her manner of eating identical to the way she ate at Li Fugui's—ugly and copious.
Chu Lian sat beside her, ceaselessly frowning. This woman, really... eating so much, how has she not turned into a pig.
