If he could do that, even he would despise himself to death, and Chiang Xiaoxiao would definitely slam the door and leave.
There wouldn't be anything like this time where a little sweet talk could bring her back.
Chen Yujun was taken aback for a moment.
At that moment, Chiang Xiao had already served two bowls of soup to Old Yang and his wife.
They hadn't noticed before, maybe because they were far away, but now sitting next to it, Zhao Ren and Duan Huaiyang couldn't help but stare at the soup in the elder couple's hands.
It was steaming hot, with a refreshing aroma, and they could actually smell the sweet and sour of tomatoes.
Is this the big bowl of soup they were sneering at just now?
But why didn't Chiang Xiao serve any to them?
She only served a bowl to each of the Elder Couple Yang.
And what about those dishes?
Now, on the table are all the ones they brought!
