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Xiu Mei suspiciously stared at the french toast on her plate as if she was trying to burn holes on it. This…. won't she get a stomachache from eating this?
She took a peek at the person on her right by her peripheral vision and she could faintly make out the expectance in Lu Chen's eyes as if he was waiting to see her reaction with his cooked food.
She gulped nervously as she returned her sight on the food on her plate.
It should be….safe, right?
Her right hand finally moved to nervously reach for her fork. With the knife in her other hand, she poked the bread and sliced a bite-sized piece. She bit her lip in as she hesitantly raised the food to her mouth.
Finally finding her resolve, she brought it into her mouth and chewed slowly as if she was trying to taste it so carefully.
CRACK!
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...Was that an eggshell she had chewed on?
