"Brother-in-law, I didn't do it on purpose. I'm sorry," Tang Ning said pitifully.
"It's alright." Ye Xiong grabbed a few paper towels, wiped his face clean, and said magnanimously, "I'll go take a shower. I'll be back down to keep drinking in a bit."
Damn it. Swallowing that loss in silence really stings.
Ye Xiong trudged upstairs, quickly showered and changed, and came back down ten minutes later. When he saw the table covered in empty bamboo skewers, he was dumbfounded.
Were these two women velociraptors or something? How could they devour dozens of skewers in such a short time? Don't you people have any concept of sharing or any manners? I drove over ten kilometers to buy those!
Ye Xiong's sharp eyes spotted a large chicken wing still on the plate in front of Yang Xinyi, and he immediately pounced.