The Chef Rules the Last Days

The seventh day of the doomsday countdown, inside a residential building.

"Ah, why does it get hotter and hotter every summer?"

On a class-free rest day, Su Mo, bored out of her mind, sat cross-legged on the sofa, sipping ice-cold cola as the air conditioner's breeze whooshed around her.

She flipped through the TV channels non-stop, one after another.

"Buzz~"

Her phone vibrated. Su Mo glanced at it and her eyes lit up at the name displayed. She immediately straightened up, cleared her throat to make sure her voice was sweet, and answered the call, "Hello, Senior Mo Yan, are you looking for me?"

"Momo, are you free right now? Want to come out and watch a movie together?" The voice on the other end was the senior's gentle tone.

This was her male god!

Su Mo's palms sweated, and in a flurry of nervousness, she blurted, "No... no problem!"

"Hehe~, you've moved out now, haven't you? Send me your address, and I'll come pick you up this afternoon."

The laugh from the other end was warm and pleasant, and she felt intoxicated by it, but him picking her up?

Su Mo glanced at the colorful snack wrappers on the sofa, then her eyes shifted to the socks on the floor that hadn't been washed for at least three days and were thrown around everywhere. Her mouth turned down. Although she wanted to, she decided against it; she didn't want to ruin her cute image.

"No need, no need, let's just meet at the movie theater," she said.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, she dashed into the bathroom for a quick battle bath. Her fair feet padded on the wet floor, dripping water all the way to the bedroom, where she donned a new dress she had just bought but never worn and began to apply makeup.

After applying lipstick and looking at the girl in the mirror who was petite with long black hair, her fair skin resembled that of a freshly peeled egg, her large eyes complemented by sparkling eyeshadow twinkling with every blink, and two cute dimples when she smiled.

Ah, such cuteness! She twirled in front of the mirror, basking in self-admiration. When the time was about right, she picked up her bag and stepped out in her slender heels.

Outside, a wave of heat soared past forty degrees.

Su Mo felt her skin burning under the sun, but for the perfect date with the senior, she endured!

She took a taxi to the cinema, where, due to the rest day, couples laughed and talked in pairs.

In the crowd, she quickly found Mo Yan's spot. The man was exceptional, exuding a gentle aura like a prince on a white horse and drawing frequent glances from people nearby.

He obviously saw her too and waved.

Su Mo puffed up her chest, determined to leave a perfect impression in front of the senior, stepping over with what she deemed a very ladylike gait.

Sitting down opposite Mo Yan, she found two colas on the table. Brushing the fringe from her forehead, Su Mo awkwardly asked, "Senior, have you been waiting long? Are these for me?"

"No, these are..." Mo Yan just began to explain when a soft female voice interrupted: "That's my cup."

Su Mo's smile cracked instantly. So he had invited another woman? She stiffly turned her head.

It was Chu Mengyao.

The newcomer's delicate makeup complemented her golden curls, and her tight dress showcased a curvaceous figure.

Su Mo's gaze involuntarily drifted to the unspeakably large area and then glanced down at herself, feeling a surge of bitter indignation. Compared to her, Su Mo felt like plain cabbage.

At Southern University, Chu Mengyao was the top student and a beauty, while Su Mo, a junior, was deemed as a bottom-of-the-class beauty. Chu had once even led the class during lab sessions, which was an experience Su Mo didn't want to recall a second time.

"So Senior Sister Chu is here too," Su Mo stood up from her seat and shifted to the side with an awkward smile.

Chu Mengyao nodded with a smile, handing Mo Yan a bucket of popcorn before sitting down and pouting, "Here, this bucket's for you, and I'll share the other with Momo."

Mo Yan took it with thanks and then turned to Su Mo with a warm voice, "It was Mengyao who gave me two tickets, so I thought I'd invite you."

"Oh, I see. Thanks, Senior Sister Chu," Su Mo thanked Chu Mengyao, her large eyes curving into crescents. She felt slightly cheered, thinking that the senior must care about her after all.

Chu Mengyao merely smiled faintly, pointing to the theater and saying, "The movie is about to start; let's go in."

The trio queued up to enter the theater and began looking for their seats.

Reading the seat numbers on the tickets, Chu Mengyao exclaimed in surprise, "There's a seat that's not together with the others, what should we do..." Looking at Su Mo with an apologetic gaze, she hesitated, "Momo, you..."

Su Mo finally understood her composure; she had effectively banished her to the other side of the world, how sly!