"No!" Yu Qingqing cried out, stood up and gave Pearson an angry stare, saying, "You should be grateful that you can have a meal for members. How can you push your luck? Boss, leave him alone and just do your own things. You can't take the spiced goose away!"

Yu Qingqing, who liked meat best, could not accept the spiced goose slipping past her eyes.

"Uh..." Pearson looked at Zhang Han painfully and said, "Boss, can I try a little, just a little." ...