While they were chatting, Lu Xun's phone rang. An Wu's voice came from the phone. "Lu Xun, ask Du Yue to come over and take away the bowls and chopsticks."
Du Yue was sitting next to him, so she naturally heard what he said clearly. She stood up and pushed the dining cart out. Lu Xun quickly followed. The two of them arrived at the door of Xia Ju's room. Lu Xun still couldn't enter, so Du Yue pushed the dining cart in. There were seven dishes and one soup on the table. The amount of each dish was about the same as when she brought them in. An Wu and Xia Ju had eaten together, but they only took a few bites of each dish. The dishes on the table looked as if no one had touched them. However, the two small bowls of rice were finished.
