Song Yiren propped her chin up and stared at the food on the table in front of her in a daze.
When she heard footsteps, she turned her head around to take a look. Seeing that it was Su Jinyue, she flashed her a small smile and said, "I've scooped the rice already." Anyway, Su Jinyue was going to die tonight. She could be a bit nice to her, just take it as a send-off.
Su Jinyue glanced at the food on the table and saw that there was a lavish spread today. A tinge of cold derision flashed across her eyes. Looks like Song Yiren has specially prepared my last meal for me.