Chapter 8: Cold War.

"Wife, I'm hungry."

Eric happily ate a bowl of spicy noodles in front of him, when suddenly a black shadow obscured the light. He looked up and it turned out to be his cold-faced man.

Eric looked over but had no intention of talking to Henry. Henry also knew that he did not do the right thing, leaving his wife at the market to not help. But he also doesn't know how to sell.

"Wife, you..."

"Shut."

Eric tightly covered Henry's mouth and looked at him angrily, biting his teeth and whispering. Henry could only look at him silently, seeing his black eyes like a bottomless pit made Eric's heart tremble.

"Wife, but I'm hungry."

" Where's the waiter, give me an extra set of dishes.”

"Right now."

Eric could only glare at him angrily, calling out to someone, Henry's eyes flashed with joy. He quickly finished eating and paid to leave Henry alone. Huh, dare not listen to me. I'll see who apologizes first.

When Henry saw this, he quickly ate and followed the tall and thin figure. Eric passed a sta