This is obviously trying to eliminate me!
I boasted about being the Spicy King, but that was just bragging. We're all men here!
Can't you see that?
When Li Chuan moved a chair to sit between himself and Zhou Ruolan, Han De immediately wasn't pleased!
"Who let you sit here? Grab some food into your bowl and sit on the small stool next to us! Don't you know your place? You want to sit at the same table as me."
"Bang!"
Next to him, Zhou Ruolan, upon hearing this, slammed the table angrily!
"Han De! What do you mean? I think you should be the one sitting on a stool! I'm warning you, if you act recklessly again, I'll call your grandpa right now!"
Han De chuckled, "Come on, I was just joking."
Zhou Ruolan said coldly, "Who's joking with you!"
Han De shrugged, saying nothing more, allowing Li Chuan to sit beside him.
"Tsk tsk, Li Chuan, your cooking skills are impressive!"
"They say rural kids start working early and fend for themselves. Looks like it's true!"
