Gong Ruzhi looked at the pitiful piece of steak in front of him, then glanced at the steak and chicken wings in front of his sister.
"What are you looking at? I also have a piece of steak," Zhao Xuran said displeased.
If he wasn't worried about what kind of trouble this brother-in-law might cause, he certainly wouldn't have invited this kid to dinner.
He actually dared to make his wife cry in the little time he went to make a phone call.
They hadn't thought it through, but as the younger brother, shouldn't he consider the occasion and who the older sister is?
Yes, everyone has a piece of steak, that's not wrong, but the sister would give some to the brother-in-law, without even considering her own brother.
Gong Ruzhi looked pitifully at Gong Ruini, hoping his sister would show some sympathy.
Of course, Gong Ruini noticed Gong Ruzhi's pitiful look, but she did it on purpose—why should she give him food?
"These chicken wings are good, pretty tender."
"This egg tart is nice."
