Luo Yuwei glanced subtly at Bo Tingshen before turning and entering the kitchen.
President Bo… didn't seem to be angry.
The large kitchen was filled with various exquisite Chinese dishes: Fried Buddha's Hand Rolls, Steamed Silver Cod with Winter Vegetables, Dumplings with Chili Oil and Fresh Shrimp, Thai-Style Smoked Duck Breast, Shark Bone Soup with Fish Maw, Braised Bird's Nest with Pork Ribs…
Ye Xian briefly scanned these dishes. Before she could even process the names, her stomach started growling loudly.
She quickly covered it.
She had been up since morning facing a barrage of criticisms in the chat group, played games with YFD until noon, hadn't managed to eat a bite, was called over by Bo Xiaoli to get a bracelet, and was exhausted from being tormented by a certain jerk just moments ago. She was indeed unbearably hungry now.
But no matter how hungry, she couldn't let her stomach rumble at this moment—too embarrassing. Thankfully, no one heard...
