Seeing Zuo Xingyun defeated, Xiang Wan was in a great mood, and her appetite improved as well, with a smile unwittingly climbing onto the corners of her mouth.
Catching the slight smugness on her face, Zuo Xingyun grumbled, "I do have insomnia, but it's not because I'm old; I'm only 28."
Xiang Wan didn't say a word, just let the smile on her lips grow thicker. As she reached for the bread knife to cut the bread, Zuo Xingyun snatched it away first: "You've got a sharp tongue already, what do you need a bread knife for?"
Xiang Wan didn't expect him to hold such a grudge, and she felt both annoyed and amused.
Zuo Xingyun's fingers, well-defined and dexterous, held the bread knife and cut a small piece of bread onto the plate in front of her: "Hurry up and eat, we're leaving in five minutes."
When they arrived at the entrance of Cloud Dessert House, Zuo Xingyun dropped Xiang Wan off and left.
