"Hotpot?" Huo Qi looked at him with some surprise, and after the astonishment, a faint smile appeared. "No problem, but I live in the dorm, so it might be a bit inconvenient."
"I've already found a place. Tomorrow is the weekend, so if you're resting, you can come with me now, and we can go buy some ingredients and get to cooking." Ao Chen suggested, as if he hadn't just seen him beating someone up moments ago.
At this moment, Huo Qi naturally couldn't remember the consequences of beating up Lawrence.
But he was sure of one thing.
That was, he hadn't left any evidence that could let Lawrence sue him.
After thinking it over, he agreed to Ao Chen's suggestion, "Okay, let's go buy some ingredients for the hotpot base first. I know a bit about that."
"Do you like hotpot?"
"It's okay."
"What flavor do you like? Sour and spicy? Spicy? Or clear broth?"
Ao Chen laughed, "You seem quite professional, don't you?"
