Late-night snacks weren't necessary.
Li Huan and Chen Jin had barely finished half a bag of sunflower seeds before they wobbled out with the dishes.
One look and, well.
They dawdled for ages, and all we got were shredded potatoes, tomato and eggs, and garlic prawns.
A few of the prawns were even charred.
Li Huan clicked his tongue: "I think you two must have already eaten your fill."
Third Young Master put down his chopsticks and said, "The door is over there; you don't need any help finding your way out."
"Don't be like that, I was just kidding." Li Huan hurriedly took the bowl and said sincerely, "Lin Zhiyi, thanks for the hospitality."
Perhaps it was because Li Huan was there, but Lin Zhiyi felt that the house didn't seem so cold anymore.
She smiled and said, "Let's eat."
Halfway through the meal, Lin Zhiyi took out her phone.