Hearing Di Jinxuan's words, Nangong Jin also nodded, "Right, this is mine and Xuanxuan's business. Kid, you better not meddle, aren't you content after downing a whole pot? Stop causing a scene, give me some face. The last thing a grown man should lose is face. We appreciate the thought, now be good and let go."
Although Nangong Jin's words were gentle, his attitude was firm. He patted Bo Chenghe's hand, implying no room for refusal, and took over the bowl. Before Di Jinxuan could stop him, he tipped his head back and downed the spicy and strongly-flavored dark dish.
Surprisingly, he didn't frown but grimaced as he gasped in cold air, wailing, "Ah, ah, wifey, this feels awesome."
Seeing the genuine sentiment between the two, Nangong Jin's men immediately started cheering, "Boss Jin is mighty, sister-in-law is mighty."
Nangong Ran also gave a thumbs up, "Third brother, you're the man."
