These students had never tasted fried chicken wings.
But knowing that Xia Ping and Tong Wen were once employees of Meng Chuyue, they must have tasted many good things from her.
Now, both of them were staring at the fried chicken wings with eager eyes, what did that imply?
That meant... these fried chicken wings must be amazingly delicious.
Oh, how they wanted to eat them, to swap the vegetables in their hands for fried chicken wings, but it was too late, wasn't it?
At this moment, Xia Ping had already started to hand out fried chicken wings to the girls.
The boys wanted to cry.
Meng Chuyue couldn't help but chuckle as she opened up a small bucket, "Xia Ping's actions today have moved me, so I made some extra fried chicken wings for everyone to try. Xia Ping can have her share returned to her as well. But, just this once, alright? Even if you follow Xia Ping's example in the future, I won't soften my heart."
