"Okay, hot water, let me see, sorry Mr. Song, it seems we have a power outage here."
Ren Feng said to Song Ziwen.
Power outage?
Song Ziwen looked up at the lit chandelier above, where's the power outage? Are you lying with your eyes wide open or what?
"Oh, Mr. Song, you don't need to look, that circuit is independent, the kitchen's circuit is a different one. Oh, Mr. Song, you really have no insight, don't you get it?"
Ren Feng shook his head.
Song Ziwen's face twitched a little, "I won't drink anymore."
"Come on, no hot water but there's cold water. Let me check, yeah, there's no water outage, I'll get you a glass of cold water, just make do with it."
Then, Ren Feng poured a glass of cold water and placed it on the table.
"Please, Mr. Song."
Ren Feng said with a smile.
Song Ziwen glanced at the glass of water, smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, I'm not that thirsty, thank you for your kindness, but I won't drink."
