Song Zhen had no choice but to chew through the food in his mouth with a stiff resolve.
The moment he bit through, his expression gradually became strange.
Song Jun watched in horror as his brother actually ate a large piece of spring onion, his forehead breaking out in sweat.
Qi Lei was also panicking, wanting to say something but too afraid to speak, eying the remaining spring onion in Song Zhen's hand, ready to snatch it and eat it at any moment!
Gu Xinzhou: "How is it? Isn't it delicious?"
Song Zhen chewed faster, swallowed, then nodded with a smile: "Delicious."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and took another bite, without a hint of reluctance, his eyes twinkling with unexpected joy.
Song Jun hurried to finish his wonton: "I'm leaving first."
He thought his big brother was seriously ill.
Out of spoiling his wife, he seemed a bit crazy.
