Nian Shutong's invitation, along with the scent of the seafood porridge, brought a temporary calm to the restless Professor Zhou.
However, when he took his first sip of the seafood porridge, he almost forgot why he had come in the first place—it was just too delicious.
Is this what the ocean tastes like?
It was so fresh that he felt as if he was swallowing his own tongue, always feeling as if each mouthful was an entire ocean, which seemed like it could be true.
After a bowl of seafood porridge, Professor Zhou strangely settled down; such a person, casually serving food of this top quality, was surely someone to be fortunate to have, but also someone who could dictate fate.
Regardless, he could not demand more.
Having realized this, Professor Zhou lost his impatience and anxiety, letting nature take its course.
He waited for Nian Shutong to finish eating before he stated his purpose.
