The next day, Qi Yue woke up on the spacious bed in the space.
Looking at the time, she realized a whole night had passed, and she instantly became flustered.
She wondered if Zhao Xiyan had looked for her all night...
Getting out of bed, she suddenly came to her senses.
Why was she still mentioning him? Why did she still care about his feelings?
"Gurgle..."
A loud rumbling came from her stomach, reminding her that she hadn't eaten the day before.
She wasn't in a hurry to leave; breakfast came first.
She started with a bottle of yogurt, turned on the stove to boil some dumplings, and added a few fish balls filled with surimi.
Watching the fish balls slowly plump up, all white like little buns, her mood gradually improved.
The large dumplings with thin skin and generous filling, dipped in savory chili oil, she polished off half a pound, plus three chubby fish balls.
After swallowing the last dumpling, she couldn't help but exclaim.
"Awesome!"
Men, get lost!