Back at the hotel, the resort manager had already prepared a lavish dinner. This meal was finally a proper one, and Yang Chen didn't get the chance to show off his cooking skills.
An Xin, eager to please, kept toasting Lin Ruoxi with juice. She had genuinely been scared by Lin Ruoxi's determination. Lin Ruoxi, still lost in thought, seemed preoccupied with why she couldn't hit that toy. She was so distracted that she accidentally peeled the shrimp meat off while shelling a salted shrimp, which made the always frugal Hui Lin wince.
Yang Chen, gnawing on a piece of Japanese grilled eel, chuckled at Lin Ruoxi, who looked a bit silly, and said, "Honey, be honest, back in school, besides always failing music class, you must have also consistently failed PE, right? Your athletic ability is just too poor."
