Yan Ningke had been going on about wanting hot pot for ages. Once Wen Shaoyu received Shao Ke's instructions, he immediately had his kitchen custom-make a few copper hot pots.
They were small and dainty, and looked rather cute.
"I want to take one home so badly!"
Yan Ningke snapped photo after photo as he voiced his thoughts.
"You can take one home." Wen Shaoyu popped a piece of melon into his mouth, glanced at the seat beside him, then looked at Yan Ningke.
His meaning was obvious: Got it?
Yan Ningke said, "...You really do seize every opportunity!"
Just then, the door opened.
Once Yan Ningke saw who it was, his expression changed in a second. "Come here, bro. Sit here."
Before Zheng Yan Che knew what was happening, everything had been arranged for him.
You two, isn't this a little too obvious?
Their little scheme successful, the two schemers exchanged meaningful looks.
Yan Ningke: Satisfied?
Wen Shaoyu: I'll have someone deliver the pot to your place in a bit. Is one enough? Do you need a set in each size-large, medium, and small?
Zheng Yan Che never could have imagined that, for the sake of a single pot, Yan Ningke, whom he regarded as his own little brother, had sold him out completely.
Of course, Yan Ningke's conscience troubled him. He diligently prepared drinks, fruit, and snacks for Zheng Yan Che, trying to salvage a little of their brotherly bond.
"Bro, have some water. Is it hot? How about some fruit?"
What went around came around. The consequences of one's misdeeds always had to be repaid, little by little.
Before long, Shao Ke and Si Yanzhuo arrived together. Lin Yechen brought Yan Yiheng over and had been about to leave when Yan Ningke asked him to stay.
"We're