Meng Xin Zhi asked the waiter delivering the meal, "Was there a mistake, there's already an identical one."
"There's no mistake, Miss Meng, our operator specifically confirmed it, two identical orders were placed. And they are charged to two different rooms. Moreover, neither is this room of yours."
The waiter explained the whole sequence of events in a few brief sentences.
Meng Xin Zhi didn't say anything more.
Delving into it further was not a topic appropriate to discuss with hotel staff.
With these two room services, Meng Xin Zhi couldn't doubt whether she had been dreaming a strange dream.
A man who had blocked her.
A brother she held most dear.
Both confessed their feelings to her unexpectedly at the same time.
Her brother's confession came while she was diligently considering how to politely reject Nie Guangyi.
Her father said to follow her heart.
The problem was, she didn't feel she was facing any kind of multiple-choice question.