"Don't make excuses if you're hungry. " Yuan Zhou took a look at Wu Hai indifferently and said straightforwardly. He knew Wu Hai's scoundrels very well.
"It's because the portion you made was too little. " Wu Hai swallowed a mouthful of the spicy, sour, and fragrant red oil and said earnestly.
"Do you think other people will believe you?" Yuan Zhou said with extreme confidence.
However, just after Yuan Zhou said that, the other customers in the restaurant started to carefully lick their plates in unison.
The more reserved ones scraped the plate continuously with the spoon while the bold ones started to lick the plate directly like Wu Hai.
"Haha. Boss Yuan, see? I told you you've cooked too little." Wu Hai immediately said complacently.
"No, it's just because the food I make is too delicious." Yuan Zhou remained unmoved and said confidently.
