Wen Nansheng had this meal with them, and everyone chatted lively at the dining table.
Jin Zelin said while eating, "Still, it's Mr. Shen's brother-in-law who's the best, bringing us to such a delicious meal! Tsk tsk, before this, following Yunqing, hmph, we could only eat self-service hot pot."
Whenever he remembered the past hot pot times, Jin Zelin couldn't help but express his feelings!
Yunqing glanced at him.
"What's wrong with hot pot? Eating hot pot in the winter is quite fitting, right? Isn't it? But speaking of which, someone now looks so disdainful, but back then, why did they eat so happily? They could eat several plates of fatty beef and lamb, not afraid of bursting their belly!"
Jin Zelin retorted angrily, "As if you ate less than me!"
Seeing the two of them at it again, Qin Song felt a bit helpless, and he directly reached out to take the plate in front of Jin Zelin away.
Jin Zelin quickly reached out to block his plate.
"Senior brother, what are you doing?"
