Xiao Hen looked at him and asked puzzledly, "Brother, why aren't you speaking? Did Ahen do something wrong? Then Ahen won't want these things anymore."
What a joke?
Things given away, like water spilled out, can they be taken back?
Where would that leave the dignity of His Highness the Ghost King?
Shangguan Qing swallowed his anger, feeling utterly frustrated.
On the way back, he didn't want to say a word to Xiao Hen.
When they passed by a shop selling dried meat, the carriage stopped.
Shangguan Qing asked irritably, "What's up?"
Xiao Hen said, "I bought some dried meat from this shop when I came into town this morning. It wasn't ready at the time, and I was told to come back after two hours. It should be done by now."
Shangguan Qing raised an eyebrow, "How did you know I like dried meat?"
Xiao Hen was stunned, "Ah, I didn't know, I bought it for Jiaojiao."
Caught off guard, he was fed another mouthful of dog food.
