Seeing that she was only eating rice and hardly any side dishes, he couldn't help but place a piece of fish into her bowl.
"This fish has no bones, eat it," he said coldly.
An Ruowei frowned, threw the fish he gave her onto the table, and then went on to pick some greens to eat.
"Slam!" The man banged his chopsticks on the table and pointed at the fish fiercely, saying to Uncle Tao, "Who made this dish? It's disgusting. Dock their salary for a month!"
An Ruo looked up coldly at him, feeling extremely angry inside.
What did he mean by this, wanting to dock the cook's salary because of her?
Although she knew he was deliberately picking faults, she couldn't say anything.
Lowering her gaze, An Ruo picked up a piece of fish and put it into her bowl, took a bite, and said indifferently, "I think it's quite tasty."
Tang Yuchen grimaced and said, "If you like it so much, finish it."
A whole fish—how could she finish it all?
