C109 Fifteen thousand yuan

"Not bad." Although Zhang Xiaotian had eaten a steamed bun, there was nothing in his stomach. He rubbed his stomach and felt that it was better to be polite.

"Then forget it. I was going to cook something for you, so since you don't need it, I'll bring it down." She turned and walked away.

"Sis!" Zhang took her hand in a single swipe