"This old Ai, he ate good food three times in a row without telling me. I can't go on like this. I'll divorce him tomorrow."
Teacher Fu didn't respond to Zhuo Qianqian's words; instead, she grumbled somewhat angrily.
"Huh?"
Zhuo Qianqian widened her eyes, wondering how the storyline could deviate so much from her expectations.
"Teacher Fu, don't be like that! Teacher Ai is so busy that he just forgot. Don't be impulsive!"
Professor Fu suddenly laughed out loud: "I'm just teasing you, why are you so tense?"
After saying that, her expression turned very serious, and she looked at Zhuo Qianqian earnestly and asked: "Are you so sure? You know Ai's temperament too; without something particularly important, it's hard to pull him away from his work. To conclude that he has a stomach problem just because he couldn't eat the sixth bun seems a bit too trivial."
