Then he scooped a spoonful of fish into his own bowl and started eating leisurely.
Across from him, Ji Chicheng's voice rang out again, "I'm thinking about bringing this chef home."
He spoke so casually, as if the chef already belonged to their family and he could just take him back whenever he wanted.
Xiang Yiqing snorted coldly, "That's not going to happen."
Xiaoxiao loved their pickled fish too, and if he took the chef home, Xiaoxiao would have nothing to eat when she came here.
Ji Chicheng didn't take him seriously at all, "That depends on whether you can outbid me."
Among the three of them, he was always the domineering one, Qi Helian the smiling tiger, while Xiang Yiqing was usually the easiest to talk to.
Faced with Ji Chicheng's provocation, he maintained his usual demeanor, silent... refusing to stoop to his level.
But Xin Xiaoxiao couldn't stand it.
She could bully her easy-going Xiang brother, but she wouldn't let others do the same.
