As they ate, Candy suddenly stopped, her brow furrowed in concentration.
"What's wrong?" Mo Jingchun asked in confusion, looking at Candy. The dishes tasted fine, so why was she frowning?
Candy quickly put down her chopsticks and ran silently to the bathroom.
When Candy returned, Mo Jingchun chuckled, "Still dare to drink that much?"
"No more," she replied.
"I doubt it."
After dinner, Mo Jingchun was tidying up the table when he looked up unintentionally, only to see Zhou Yaling, her hair disheveled and wearing pajamas, coming out of the elevator with a basin in hand.
Her once pale face now had much more color.
"There's still porridge in the rice cooker, and I just put the dishes in the fridge."
Hearing this, Zhou Yaling weakly rolled her eyes at her brother.
"I'm not a pig; I can't eat that much."
After putting down the basin and chopsticks, Zhou Yaling turned and went upstairs.
She casually took Bun with her, likely to warm her bed.
