In the study, Julian Sia was having a video conference when he saw the girl come in with a bowl, he raised an eyebrow slightly.
Quickly ending the meeting, he got up and sat beside the girl, lifting his chin, "What's this?"
Claire Green replied in a cool voice with a fake smile, "A restorative soup for you."
Upon hearing this.
Julian Sia's smile deepened, and he leisurely drank it, looking quite satisfied.
"Mason Quinn invited us to go shooting, are you coming, Ah Jean?"
"Yes, going."
...
At the largest shooting range in Capital City, Mason Quinn looked at someone recklessly shooting not far away, shrinking his neck.
"Mr. Sia, what's going on? She's so fired up."
The target had already been shot full of holes.
But these two didn't seem like they were fighting at all.
"The soup was too potent," the man spoke nonchalantly.
What's that?
What does that have to do with the soup?
No, why does such a thing as restorative soup exist?
