Huang Xiaobao, with a "Bao" in the name, you can imagine how pampered he was at home. Huang Xiaobao grew up being spoiled by the whole family. He doesn't even recognize all the kinds of vegetables, let alone work in the kitchen.
"Do you know what you're doing? These leaves can be eaten too, you've picked them off, are we just going to eat the stems?"
"Bang—" The crisp sound of porcelain shattering on the ground.
"I-I'm sorry, ah—" Huang Xiaobao apologized in a panic before crying out in pain.
"Can you just wait to eat outside? You're not helping at all." Ding Anmin finally couldn't take it anymore, and shouted lightly at the enthusiastic and generous, but slightly troublesome, Huang Xiaobao whom she only met once. After all, he bought a lot of good things, so she couldn't truly scold him.
