You Will Only Buy Pork Knuckles Even If You're Rich

While Jian Qi looked at the three sets of pork knuckles in front of her, she could not help but burp like she was already full.

Why did she not say she dreamed of chicken feet? Three chicken feet would have been much easier to stomach.

After some thought, Jian Qi felt that she was being overly optimistic.

If she had mentioned chicken feet, and based on how perverse Tang Jinyu was, he would have ordered an entire chicken for her.

When Tang Jinyu leaned back against the chair with his arms crossed in front of his chest, he looked indescribably noble and graceful.

"Didn't you say you were hungry? Didn't you want to eat pork knuckles? Go ahead and dig in. If this isn't enough, we can order more later!"

Jian Qi's mouth twitched several times as she wondered how she would be able to eat all that food.