Upon hearing this, the two people beside him were momentarily stunned.
Zhou Mingchen pushed the plate in front of him aside, "I haven't liked eating crabs for a long time. People's tastes can change."
Zhou Jingxian's facial muscles twitched twice, and he laughed to lighten the mood, "If you don't like crabs, then don't eat them. There are other dishes on the table."
Zhou Grandma's expression wasn't good, and just as she was about to say something, Zhou Mingchen's phone suddenly rang.
"I'll be right back." Putting down the phone, he immediately stood up, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Enjoy your meal." In just a few seconds, he was out the door like a gust of wind, not giving anyone a chance to react.
Zhou Jingxian got up to chase after him, but was stopped by Zhou Grandma, "Jingxian, sit down."
