Flew a plane to deliver Hot and Sour Noodle Soup

All the dishes here were Xiangyang's favorites, so he had specially ordered them.

Now, Xiangyang wouldn't touch them, which made it so he couldn't figure out Xiangyang's tastes anymore.

"Ge Ge, don't bother."

"Do you not consider me your brother anymore?"

Yan Ge's face darkened. At home, he had noticed that recently, Xiangyang ate like a cat, nibbling little by little, unwilling to eat more, which resulted in him becoming skin and bones now.

Frightened by his sternness, she bit her lip and finally said, "I want to eat hot and sour rice noodles."

The main issue was that it was too far from the city center here. Driving there to buy hot and sour rice noodles would take over four hours round trip, and she didn't want Yan Ge to endure such hardship. Ge Ge had already done enough for her recently.

"Wait here." Yan Ge said and then got into the car, started the engine, and floored the accelerator, heading back to the city.