The weather is scorchingly hot, and business at the hotpot restaurant is utterly cold.
Qu Chaozong sat at the table sweating without dripping, faced with a table full of steaming lamb slices, feeling like he's closely observing Huoyan Mountain.
Qu Chaozong drooped his face, staring at Zhao Meimei who's eating so much that oil drips from her mouth, sweating profusely, and asked, "My dear sister! Eating like this, don't you feel miserable?"
Zhao Meimei ate deliciously, chewing forcefully while pulling a napkin to wipe sweat, "It's a bit hot, but it's too tasty!"
Listening to this, Qu Chaozong felt distressed, turned his head, and said to Shi Yang, "Shi Yang! We truly can't spoil the child like this; indulging is a disguised harm!"
Shi Yang and Qu Chaozong were facing the steaming hot pot, eating cold noodles ordered from the restaurant next door, slurping hastily facing each other.
