Not having eating anything for the past day, Chu Qiao was starving. After cleaning up the table, she laid out all the dishes. Tian Rucheng had indeed tried his best to prepare these dishes. The food tray was split into three layers. The first was a layer of hot charcoal, followed by a layer of warm water, and lastly, the delicacies placed on the uppermost layer. As a result, even though the food had been left out for a long time, it was still hot. Heaving a sigh of relief, Chu Qiao sat down and started stuffing herself with food.
Upon walking out of the shower room, Zhuge Yue was enraged to see how Chu Qiao was so casually eating away. With a scowl, he snorted. "Really? You are in such a good mood?"
Turning around, she smiled sweetly. "I am not sure about that. But I am pretty sure I am in a better mood than you."
Zhuge Yue stared at her from the corner of his eyes. "Death is the corner, yet you are still so haughty."