Lin Caining continued, "There are still five packs of dry noodles and three packs of instant noodles. There's half a bottle of Lao Gan Ma in the kitchen, but the steamed buns and noodles are long gone."
Fang Yuqing held her head in pain.
"Dry noodles, dry noodles! That stuff doesn't fill you up at all!"
Lin Caining stared at her intently, "Yuqing, the situation outside is really strange. Do you think this snowstorm might never stop?"
Fang Yuqing paused for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look out the window.
Through the glass, which had already formed frost patterns, she could faintly see snowflakes continuously falling from the sky.
It had been ten days. The snow had fallen for a full ten days without stopping, not even for a moment.
The second floor was completely submerged, and it was impossible to go outside.
The streets in the distance were eerily silent, with no sound from the snowplows sent by the authorities.
Fang Yuqing's heart sank, filled with utter despair.
She had no idea how long this snowstorm would last.
Or whether it would ever end.
Fang Yuqing covered her eyes and cried in pain, "Ning Ning, what should we do? If this goes on, we'll starve to death!"
Lin Caining gritted her teeth and asked, "Does Zhou Peng still have food?"
Fang Yuqing shook her head. "I've asked him a few times, even pretending I wanted to be friends with him. But he's really drained all his supplies, there's nothing left."
"The last time he brought me two packs of instant noodles, that was his last bit of food. Now, he's as thin as a zombie, there's definitely no food left."
Lin Caining clenched her fists in frustration. "Then, is there anyone else we can try?"
"Look at us, we're both so beautiful. If we make a little effort, surely some man would be willing to do anything for us, right?"
Fang Yuqing gave her a look, somewhat dissatisfied, and said, "Are you stupid? Right now, everyone sees supplies as their life."
"Even if they're attracted to us, they won't just easily give us their supplies."
"Plus, with the weather this cold, even if we offer ourselves to them, they probably won't have the energy for it."
As she spoke, a look of pain flashed in Fang Yuqing's eyes.
Lin Caining didn't know that Fang Yuqing had actually tried this method already.
She had tried using her looks to exchange with men for supplies.
But her standards were too high.
She demanded that the man be 1.85 meters tall, a government worker, and earn at least 50,000 a month before she'd even consider being with him.
As a result, even the 60-year-old neighbor had said, "You came too late. If you had come half a month ago, maybe I could have managed to go for it."
Lin Caining bit her lip, feeling afraid inside.
As a woman with some beauty, she had planned to rely on her looks as a last resort for survival.
But the cold temperature was clearly a powerful antidote to desire.
Suddenly, a man's image flashed through her mind.
She turned to Fang Yuqing and said, "By the way, Yuqing. Did you forget you still have a puppy dog?"
Fang Yuqing immediately knew who Lin Caining was talking about.
She pursed her lips and said stubbornly, "Hmph, that disgusting man, unless he comes over and begs me to forgive him, I will never reach out to him!"
She had tried contacting Zhang Yi a few times before, hoping he would come over and bring supplies to please her.
But Zhang Yi was too cold to her, even sending her photos to deliberately provoke her.
This made Fang Yuqing very angry, and she vowed to make Zhang Yi come crawling to her.
If she contacted him now, wouldn't that ruin her "cool goddess" image?
No, she absolutely couldn't allow that to happen!
Her image would be destroyed, and then how could she ever find a rich second-generation man?
Lin Caining said, "Did you forget? Zhang Yi's family stocked up on a lot of food before. Even though it's been a month, they should still have more than the average person."
"As soon as you reach out to him, he'll definitely agree to send you food right away."
Fang Yuqing's heart wavered a little when she heard about the food.
However, she hesitated and said, "But the last time I contacted him, he was so cold."
Lin Caining said, "Are you stupid? He probably feels unworthy of you, so he decided to give up. After all, you were pretty cold to him before too."
Fang Yuqing immediately became excited.
"Well, that's his own fault! He's just some little middle-class guy, pretending to be a rich second-generation, and I wasted all that emotion on him!"
Lin Caining chuckled, "But now he's also a good backup. Isn't that what a backup is for? To be used when you need them?"
"Just give him a little smile, and let the hope in his heart reignite. Then he'll be at your mercy!"