Her eyebrow twitched. "How do you know I didn't eat already? Did you hire someone to spy on me?"
Ou Lin laughed and shook his head. "You don't like street food. And the amusement park doesn't have any good restaurants. So the chance of you eating something is basically zero."
Qiao Li's jaw dropped.
Okay… he was right.
That was exactly what happened.
She had skipped food all day because nothing looked clean enough for her.
Still, she crossed her arms and snapped, "What you're cooking is just as bad as stall food anyway."
Ou Lin kept smiling. "Really? I wore gloves. Look."
He held up his hands to show the clear plastic gloves.
"And this." He pointed to the plastic chef hat on his head. "Totally hygienic. Come on. Just try it."
Qiao Li rolled her eyes so hard it almost hurt. "Fine."
She stomped upstairs, pretending she didn't care.
But a few minutes later, she walked back down.
She planned to say something mean like, "This food's worse than dog food."
