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Soon Yin Zhu was done cooking two bowls of noodles with some extra left inside the pot, she looked at the half-filled pot and pursed her lips as she thought of eating them again in the morning since wasting food was not a good habit.
She brought the two bowls to the living room where she placed them on the small tea table and sat down before picking up a bowl and taking a bite of the warm noodles. They were indeed not as good as her father's but they were enough to bring enough warmth to her at least she no longer felt as cold and clammy as she did after having that nightmare.
" Are you not going to take a bite, young master?"Yin Zhu asked as she raised her gaze and looked at the man in front of her who was yet to take a seat on the chair. The man was looking at the bowl of tomato noodles with a gaze which made Yin Zhu stop eating, did she do something wrong? Was he allergic to tomatoes?
" If you don't like eating it then——"