Xia Qingtian glanced at the breakfast that was similar to what she had prepared before.
Then, she looked up at Bo Jingyan and realized that he was picking on her unnecessarily for reasons unknown to her.
"Fine, I'll make it again."
With that, Xia Qingtian kindly took the breakfast back to the kitchen.
She had woken up early this morning, and it was still early, so there was plenty of time to make breakfast again.
Soon, breakfast was ready once more.
Fearing that Bo Jingyan would continue to find faults, she deliberately arranged the breakfast beautifully before serving it.
Bo Jingyan glanced at the breakfast and didn't nitpick further.
Xia Qingtian heaved a sigh of relief. Just when she thought she could pass muster and head to work on time, suddenly...
Bo Jingyan put down his chopsticks, "The breakfast doesn't have any salt, it's tasteless, make it again!"
Xia Qingtian frowned.
Wasn't there any salt?
She clearly remembered adding some.