Xiang Ling made her way to the dining hall as it was time for dinner. The voices of the refugees faded as she entered the inner courtyard where she and her husbands were staying.
When she arrived at the dining hall, Wei Guang, Li Xian, and Wen Zhe Yuan were already sitting around the table while An Mei was serving them food. The air was filled with the aroma of the delicacies that she and the girls had prepared. After eating bland and simple meals for the past couple of days, they finally had a chance to eat delicious food.
As Xiang Ling made her way toward the table, she noticed all three men turning their attention toward her. Their intense gazes almost made her freeze in her tracks but she somehow succeeded in keeping a straight face and made her way to the table before settling down in her seat.
