A bowl of noodles, the memories of her happy childhood. After a good cry, Ling Tianya's heart felt so much lighter. She refilled her bowl up again and again with noodles, her appetite more pronounced than ever.
After the meal, Big One and Small One mentioned that they would like to stay in the car instead. Knowing that they don't feel at ease here, she didn't insist on having them stay.
In the car, Big One was still savouring the tastes of Yu Chenshi's noodles. "Miss Ling's grandmother sure makes a great bowl of noodles."
"Tch!" Small One scoffed, "You sure are easy to bribe, just need a bowl of noodles to get you on their side."
