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Tong Lu also saw the food on the coffee table. It was obvious that it had not been touched. How could they still eat it now that it was so cold?

Fortunately, she had brought supper.

"Do you want to eat the soup dumplings?"

Leng Yejin raised his head. He was a little surprised. She had brought over the steamed dumplings for him? Wasn't it because he was thinking of backing out because he might be immortal?

Leng Yejin's mood, which had been despondent for the past few days, improved a little. He nodded.

"Yeah, I'm a little hungry."

Tong Lu opened the takeout box for the soup dumplings. When she saw that he was holding a document in both hands, she held the soup dumpling in one hand and placed the other under the Food to prevent the soup from dripping onto the document. She then brought the soup dumpling to Leng Yejin's mouth.