"It's nothing." Yan Huan put her things away. She moved in the direction of the bathroom to shower and change her clothes when she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to inform Yi Ling about their dinner plans. "Oh, right!"
She turned to Yi Ling. "YIyi, Lu Yi's taking us out to dinner. He's treating us to hot pot."
"Really?"
Yi Ling did not wait for Yan Huan to reply; she tossed the cleaning rag in her hands to the side and said, "Well, in that case, the cleaning can wait. Gotta fill my belly first. I'll clean the place when we get back. It's not like it'll take long anyway."
"Yes, really," said Yan Huan belatedly. She sighed inwardly at Yi Ling's habit of dropping everything at the mention of food, but she did not really mind: this was the Yi Ling she knew, and most importantly, she was still alive.
