Chapter 561: Get Lost if You Don't Want to Record
The next morning, the dawn light was faint.
Early in the morning, the guests of the program woke up from their sleep, washed up, went downstairs and sat in the living room.
The staff had prepared breakfast, a glass of soy milk and a bowl of carefully cooked millet porridge for each person. The fragrance filled the air, making people's taste buds tingle.
Everyone was eating breakfast at the dining table. Oliver Abbott took a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth, savoring the delicious taste.
After a few sips of porridge, he said, "I had such a good night's sleep last night. As soon as I lay down, I fell asleep right away, without any symptoms of insomnia."
Hearing his words, the others felt the same way and chimed in. The atmosphere at the dining table was harmonious and joyful.
Hearing their discussion, Caroline Edwin ate her porridge with her usual calm expression, not showing any unusual emotions on her face.