Song Muchen's apartment was huge. When they arrived, the assistant had already finished shopping and was busy preparing two pots with the other artistes' assistants.
The assistants were in a mess.
The few of them got along well. They chatted and laughed and occasionally exchanged a few lines.
Ye Qingqiu seemed out of place.
Song Muchen had been acting like the owner of the house. He helped his assistant set up the dishes and dipping sauce.
"Is there anything you shouldn't eat? Onion, ginger, garlic, chili, and so on."
He handed the dishes to Ye Qingqiu and asked casually.
Ye Qingqiu thanked him and continued, "I don't even eat onions, ginger, garlic, and chili."
A few people looked at her with strange expressions.
Song Muchen smiled disapprovingly and said, "Fortunately, I got them to prepare a hotpot. You can also adjust the sauce according to your taste. It's just that if you don't eat spicy hotpot, your soul will be lost."