An Xin stood there holding the bowl, stunned for a moment before quickly reacting and smiling, "It's just a few dumplings, even if you've eaten, you can still try them, right? Don't you love eating them?"
Love eating, my foot!
Nangong Ran couldn't help but get furious. An Xin's pretentious look was simply nauseating to her.
Coming in unannounced is one thing; going to the kitchen to get a bowl is another, but let's not talk about those!
The point is, this pretentious woman only took one damn bowl!
Clearly, there are two people here, aren't there?
Shit!
As An Xin spoke and went to serve the dumplings, Di Mingchen's face turned cold, about to say something when Nangong Ran spoke up.
"Miss An," Nangong Ran crossed her arms and looked at An Xin, speaking bluntly, "Didn't you hear what the commander said? He said no need!"
An Xin hesitated, her hand trembling with the bowl.
