Despite Xie Ci's extreme disgust, Zhong Bo was finally brought into the house.
Ye Changan had brought freeze-dried vegetable soup, which was originally meant to supplement Little Milk Jin's diet with some vegetables since she was somewhat picky and didn't particularly enjoy eating them. This kind of liquid nourishment was still acceptable to her.
The now-prepared vegetable soup was handed over to Zhong Bo.
Zhong Bo took a big gulp, and a warm sensation spread from his stomach to his limbs, warming his hands and feet. His brain, frozen in fear, was finally able to think properly again.
He spoke anxiously, recounting the situation he had just experienced.
"When I looked outside just now, I couldn't see anything. It scared me to death. I'm just thankful it didn't happen while I was driving—"
Little Milk Jin sat on a small stool, rubbing her chin, and nodded her head.
