Laurent’s Nightmare Birthday

"Laurent, you really love Chen's cooking, right?" Winnip teased, seeing how he was into the food. "How about we have him stay in Sacramento? This way, you can eat his food every day."

"It's so-so," Laurent criticized while eating. "It's not that good."

"You usually eat half that much. Just admit it."

Laurent realized that he indeed ate more than usual. No. More accurately, he ate much more than usual.

Plus, he was already full, but he could keep eating. He had a great appetite.

"Laurent, eat more." Chen Zhao smiled at him.

Laurent had eaten happily at first. He shoved anything into his mouth, thinking that Chen Zhao wouldn't do anything to him today. It was his birthday. Chen Zhao had to at least respect that. But as he ate and ate, he couldn't stop anymore.

"Laurent, don't eat so much," Winnip said. "If you like it, he can cook more tomorrow. You've eaten enough."