"I won't eat it..." Xia Yuxun turned her head away disdainfully.
Seeing this, Tang Jue assumed she was just being difficult, and his gaze became even sharper.
"I'm already starving, and you're giving me this to eat!" Xia Yuxun had barely finished speaking when her stomach cooperatively grumbled a few times, proving that she really didn't need digestive aids.
Tang Jue: "..."
Xia Yuxun patted her stomach, "Maybe it's because I haven't been out in a while, and suddenly getting wind on the sea, my stomach just feels a little uncomfortable."
Seeing that she was okay, Tang Jue's expression relaxed a bit, and he promptly instructed the assistant, "Have the kitchen prepare some vegetable porridge and send it over, and inform Miss Tang that I won't be coming."
"Yes, Mr. Tang!"
Xia Yuxun was dumbfounded upon hearing this, "Vegetable porridge? I don't want to eat vegetable porridge!!!"
