Where is my instant coffee? Where is my cheese?

Jia yawned as she limped out of her bedroom the next morning. Her brows furrowed with frustration with the pain in her knee. She wasn't used to walking so slowly.

In the kitchen, she opened the overhead cupboards to fetch coffee but an altogether different sight greeted her. Her instant coffee was nowhere to be found. Instead, dozens and dozens of fancy glass bottles lay neatly on the shelf.

She took one of the small glass jars outside and uncorked it. Her nose twitched with a fragrance she had never smelled before. She had no doubt about it now.

It was pure, grounded coffee made with exquisite coffee beans. The type of coffee for which Mingshen had messed her house upside down last night.

What is this coffee doing on my shelves? Where is my instant coffee?

She looked around and soon found all the instant coffee packets in the trash.

"What the hell!?" She gasped in utter shock. "He threw away all my coffee!"