Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

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Cai Anqi was drinking bitter medicine every day and eating noodles three times a day, so she was starting to look a little blue.
She often quarreled with Wang Bo and wanted to order food.

So, Wang Bo had no choice but to yield to her.
They were always in conflict.
If something could make Cai Anqi happy, then Wang Bo was also pleased.

Cai Anqi was sick and tired of the daily bland and bitter food.
So when Wang Bo agreed to let her order food, she immediately called from her phone to order food.

She ordered sashimi, tender beefsteak, and a large number of other dishes.

Cai Anqi ordered everything she liked and more since Wang Bo had already agreed to order food.

But when they had to pay for the food delivery, Ning Shu saw Wang Bo handing over a thick stack of red bills in dejection.

Wang Bo sighed.

Cai Anqi ate with great gusto.
It felt like she had been starving for a very long time.

Wang Bo looked at the table full of various dishes and back at Cai Anqi.
His expression was complicated.

Ning Shu noticed that Wang Bo hadn’t moved his chopsticks, so she asked, “You should eat.
How could you not eat anything after ordering so much?”

Wang Bo picked at the dishes on the table without even properly tasting them.
It wasn’t that he was reluctant to spend money on Cai Anqi, but Cai Anqi’s attitude made Wang Bo uncomfortable.

Cai Anqi burped in great satisfaction and was glowing in content.

Ning Shu also ate very comfortably.
Wang Bo was the only one with a long face.

In Ning Shu’s opinion, honest people seemed to care too much about things.
Wang Bo had already ordered everything and paid for it, so why not just enjoy it?

Cai Anqi had eaten a little too much, so she turned towards Wang Bo like she was giving charity and said, “Let’s go out for a walk to digest the food.”

Wang Bo immediately put his chopsticks down to go out with Cai Anqi.
In fact, he hadn’t eaten much.

Ning Shu lightly said, “Finish eating first.”

Cai Anqi rolled her eyes, and pointedly looked at Wang Bo.
It seemed like she was silently asking, ‘Are you listening to your mother or me?’

The atmosphere turned a little heavy and tense.

Ning Shu frowned disapprovingly.
Wasn’t Cai Anqi thinking a little too highly of herself? Would Wang Bo want to go with her on an after-meal walk before he even ate anything?