Jing Mo took up the cooking, crafting dishes that were a feast for the senses. The delicious aroma tempted even Tian Mei's deepest cravings, drawing her nearer. "It smells so good."
But the others simply ignored Tian Mei. Mistaking their silence for consent, she eagerly awaited someone to serve her a plate. Yet, as everyone finished their meal, she remained overlooked.
"You're all too much, just eating away and ignoring me! This is simply outrageous!" Tears welled up in Tian Mei's eyes once again.
"Tian Mei, I've said it before. If you want to eat, you have to work for it. Expecting us to serve you when you haven't lifted a finger is downright delusional," Xu Zhi retorted coldly.
Regret washed over Xu Zhi. He wished he could ask himself why he had ever bothered to help Tian Mei with her luggage when they disembarked.
