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Xu Yan was surprised to discover the little girl's thoughts for the first time, and he couldn't help but laugh when he recalled her earlier energetic demeanor.
"What's with the silly grin so early in the morning?" A familiar noisy voice suddenly rang out from above. Looking up, he saw Lum Ming standing next to him with a plate in hand, almost resting it on Xu Yan's head.
At that moment, Lum Ming seemed to have spotted something on the table and suddenly fell silent, staring blankly like a dazed goose.
Lum Ming had just noticed the bowl of rice noodles on the table, which was likely Spicy Numbing Flavor.
Seeing the bowl of Clear Soup Rice Noodles in front of Xu Yan reminded him of the "Love Breakfast" that had been delivered that morning, still sitting in the guest room's spicy hot pot.
"Wait a minute, don’t rush to eat that yet. There’s something even better waiting for you. Just hold on a second, I’ll go get it," he said hurriedly, shoving his plate into Xu Yan's arms without caring about the irritated person behind him, and dashed off toward the guest room.
Xu Yan thought this person was acting strangely again so early in the morning and almost threw the plate at him. However, basic decency held back his murderous intent.
Before long, he saw Lum Ming rushing back with a large takeout bag toward the heating area.
It seemed like today was not going well; he had encountered a fool first thing in the morning.
He completely disregarded Lum Ming's earlier words. By the time Lum Ming returned with his 'good stuff,' half of Xu Yan's rice noodles had already been devoured.
"Come on, eat this, eat this! You absolutely won’t guess who brought it back," Lum Ming said, looking at Xu Yan with an exaggerated sense of mystery. Xu Yan thought he looked even more foolish and felt even less inclined to answer his question.
"Take a guess! You definitely won’t figure it out," Lum Ming urged, becoming more anxious due to Xu Yan's calm demeanor. He reached over and snatched away Xu Yan's chopsticks, forcing him to focus intently on him, despite the undeniable killing intent in his gaze.
"What's wrong? Did your girlfriend buy this?"
"What? No way, I don't even have a girlfriend, come on, guess again!"
"Oh, you still don't have a girlfriend? Well, it can't be my girlfriend who bought it, right?" The tone was as teasing as it could get.
Xu Yan was sure that the first to spill the beans would definitely be Lum Ming, that big mouth.
"Brother Ye! It's Brother Ye! Can you believe it? It was delivered this morning, can you imagine how early? Hmm~ probably around five or six o'clock. How terrifying! Even more terrifying is that he said he bought it last night. The most, most terrifying part is that Brother Ye never eats Spicy Hot Pot. Don't you think that's suspicious? Strange, right?"
His expression was like someone who had just discovered a new human civilization in the world.
However, it did pique his curiosity. If what Lum Ming said was true, then this matter was indeed quite strange. Or rather, what story happened with Brother Ye last night?
"Where's Brother Ye?" Xu Yan then realized that the person who usually showed up early for breakfast was nowhere to be seen today.
"Maybe he's still sleeping. Based on our assumptions, Brother Ye probably didn't sleep much last night." Without even looking up, one could imagine the annoying expression on Lum Ming's face.
"It's not us; it's just you. I'm not going to sink to your level."
"What is this? Is this really Spicy Hot Pot from last night? Can we still eat it?" Xu Yan looked at the bowl floating with a layer of nearly invisible red oil and felt his stomach already burning.
"It should still be fine," Lum Ming said as he leaned in to take a deep whiff. "Hmm, smells great—spicy and fragrant."
"Hey, has Tongtong gotten up yet? Doesn't she love spicy hot pot and snail noodles? Call her and tell her to come down to eat." As she spoke, she was about to take out her phone to make the call.
"Don't call her. She left early this morning, much earlier than you."
"Left early this morning? That's not like her. What did she go out for?"
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