Si Fan glanced at Chen Fei with a playful smile on her lips, "Oh, so the person standing in front of you is fake, huh?"
Chen Fei frowned, "Miss Si, I hope you will not harm my master!"
Si Fan: "You idiot, if I wanted to harm him, would I go to all this trouble to detoxify him? I'd be happier watching him get poisoned to death!"
Chen Fei: "..." Can't out-talk her, better retreat.
Si Fan couldn't be bothered to continue engaging with this fool, so she bent down and got into the back seat.
Meanwhile, Chen Fei doubted himself for a while, but still closed the car door and continued his self-doubt.
Once in the car, Si Fan indeed saw the breakfast the man had meticulously prepared, especially noting the bows on each lunch box. She couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
Jun Yan seemed oblivious to Si Fan's speechlessness and busied himself with taking out the lunch boxes, then opening them.
Suddenly, the fragrant and spicy aroma of crayfish filled the entire compartment.
