Yao Changghen was wearing a pair of beige summer trousers, with a large, damp stain on the seat that clung to the ground. The color was slightly yellowish, bearing a resemblance to the layer of yellow oil floating on top of the free-range chicken soup in Yuanchun's hands.
Yuanchun instantly felt that this bowl of fragrant chicken soup had lost its appeal.
With an ugly expression, she said, "Turn it off, turn it off. This young lady's chicken soup doesn't smell good anymore."
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