Grandmother made some homemade wontons for Xu Bingzhi.
He had eaten at the Fang Family before since after Cheng Ruojun's parents passed away, the Fang Family became Cheng Ruojun's maternal family.
The old lady's culinary skill had always been good; it was still a familiar taste.
"Tangtang is doing very well now," the old lady said to Xu Bingzhi, "She is living happily, maybe you didn't notice."
Xu Bingzhi silently filled his mouth with wontons.
The old lady's homemade wontons were the delicious dishes he remembered, incomparable even to gourmet delicacies.
After she finished speaking, the old lady also fell silent for a moment.
The living room was very quiet.
The old lady hesitated but still spoke, "Bingzhi, I won't say other harsh things. You have been selfish your whole life.
Back then, Jun could not keep you, and you never thought about her for even a moment. Now, Auntie begs you, have some humanity, think about Tangtang, can you do that?"
