Walking into the dining room, Ning Xiaofei fumed upon seeing the nearly untouched, still-steaming dumplings and porridge on the table.
The shrimp dumplings, eight yuan each, enough to buy two boxes of instant noodles, and this untouched porridge—wasn't he just throwing her money away?
She angrily picked up the food container from the table, turned around to throw it out, but then stopped, the aroma wafting through the air bringing a smile to her face.
If he didn't eat, she would!
Seating herself at the table, she unceremoniously grabbed a steamed dumpling and popped it into her mouth, relishing the bite.
The shrimp was fresh and fragrant, the filling savory without being greasy... Well, eight yuan each for shrimp dumplings really wasn't for nothing, it truly was a heavenly delight!
In no time, she had polished off three and, looking at the six remaining in the box, she picked up another one and put it into her mouth.
