The last time Lin Wanwan came to her apartment was a month ago, and the ingredients left there were long rotten. Luckily, there were a few dumplings that she'd made and that worked wonders with her secret sauce.
Tang Chen glanced at the two plates of dumplings that she brought and poked them with his chopsticks.
"Are you asking me to eat this?"
"Leave it, then."
Tang Chen clicked his tongue. He dug out two cans of beer and handed one to Lin Wanwan.
"Drink?"
Lin Wanwan took it and pulled the pin.
Tang Chen looked at the stack of documents by her side as he raised his brows. "Are you battling Lin Wanxin now?"
Lin Wanwan nodded as she recalled Lu Zhanbei denying her of any possibility of winning. "What do you think is the chance of me winning against her?"
"You've already lost."
"…Crap!"
Seeing her reaction, Tang Chen chuckled.
