"..."
An Yue wore a pained expression.
Drink.
Could she not drink it?
With her mom being like this, even if it was poison in front of her, she'd still have to pinch her nose and drink it.
An Yue slowly sipped the chicken soup, one mouthful at a time.
"Is it good?" Dang Yang asked.
An Yue glanced at Dang Yang, didn't say anything, and didn't want to speak to him.
Sun Yuqing said to An Yue, "Dang Yang brought you black chicken soup, so later at noon, you should bring him a love lunch to the company."
"..."
An Yue looked at Sun Yuqing, love lunch? Did her mom watch too many romance dramas?
What love lunch?
"No time," An Yue said.
Sun Yuqing glared at An Yue, "You're not working anyway, what do you mean no time?"
An Yue: "..."
At this moment, she wanted to get a job.
"No need, Auntie," Dang Yang said to Sun Yuqing with a smile, "It's so hot at noon, and the sun is too strong, it'll tan An Yue."
Sun Yuqing glared at An Yue, "See how considerate Dang Yang is?"
