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Given her son's temper…

Lou Ruoyi thought as she looked at Bo Jinchuan. She was prepared to comfort him at any time, but she didn't even have the chance to go on stage.

Bo Jinchuan remained expressionless as he lowered his head to look at Shen Fanxing.

"Are you hungry?"

Shen Fanxing didn't expect Bo Jinchuan to focus his attention on her. She was stunned for a moment before she subconsciously exclaimed, "Ah!"

Without another word, Bo Jinchuan grabbed the Malatang from Chu Yi.

Rather than taking it, it was more like snatching it from her.

Speechless, Chu Yi looked up at Bo Jinchuan, who was walking towards the kitchen with Shen Fanxing in his arms.

The few pairs of eyes in the living room watched the two of them leave. No one spoke for a long time.

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared from their sight that they slowly snapped back to reality.

Bo Jinchuan's deep and stiff voice sounded from the living room.