Fang Xiaonuan did not expect that Old Master Ji would go looking for trouble this way. She said, "Dad, are you that depressed?"
"I just want to try," Old Master Ji replied. After that, he took a sip of the soup and spat it out. He put the bowl down and ran after his grandson with his walking stick.
The grandfather-grandson duo ran out of the dining room, leaving only the young couple in the dining room.
Fang Xiaonuan looked at the yellow soup in front of her and felt worried.
Ji Lingchen could tell that his wife really did not want to drink the ginger soup, so he walked over to her bowl and took a sip. As expected, it was spicy and pungent.
Fang Xiaonuan turned to look at her husband. Her face looked pitiful. She said coquettishly, "Hubby, can I not drink it? I'm really fine."
