You Don't Have a Fever?

Looking at Wang Ming Cheng run around making food, Wang Ming Liang pursed her lips and said, "There's still some porridge in that pot, and some beef and potatoes in the cauldron that's been prepared for dinner."

Grunting, Wang Ming Cheng took some of the porridge but looked at Wang Ming Liang with annoyance, "Che, you can't just eat into the dinner menu like its your own meal. Losing some profits is fine, but it's quite a problem if people don't have enough to eat later at night because you ate it all during the day."

Grabbing enough food for herself, and also preparing a plate for Di Tou, Wang Ming Cheng finished packaging everything up and looked at Wang Ming Liang with a glare and said, "Don't think that this topic is over just because you've dodged it right now. Count yourself lucky that I'm busy today and have things to do. When I'm back tonight there's still going to be a reckoning!"