"Yajun, do you want to know the taste of this meal? Then we must first cook the rice completely. Let's give it a try. Are you willing to cook the rice thoroughly with me, Yajun?"
The man dressed as a scholar looked at Yajun with deep affection, who was fuming with anger.
Yajun slapped away the man's hand as it reached out, snorted coldly, "It seems you have really been kicked out of your house. Wang Qixian, aren't you afraid you haven't avoided your old man's board when you go back?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Qixian was instantly excited, "It's only because of you, otherwise I would have been fed up with my old man long ago. Why else would I endure humiliation just to survive until I met you today!"
Yajun sneered, "You seem to think that your contempt for the world is acting out human truths. Do you really believe existence is only about romance?!
