Time flies swiftly.
Eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The first ray of morning sunshine gently spreads over East City.
"Bai Ling, aren't you getting out of bed yet? Watch out, or you'll be late to school. College entrance exams are imminent, can't you take it a bit more seriously?"
A mildly infuriated voice came from outside the door.
"Alright, I'm getting up! I'm up!"
In the bedroom, there were a flurry of noises, and then the door opened. A youthful girl of only seventeen or eighteen years old, with big, bright eyes, delicately shaped cheeks, long legs, and full of youthful vitality as if a deer, ran out.
In the living room, Bai Tong had already prepared breakfast: "Come, eat quickly."
"Oh, okay!"
Once Bai Ling had settled down, she picked up her glass of milk and absent-mindedly said, "Afu, I want to watch Food Hunter."
"Understood, master!"
