Cheng Su and Qi Taiguo watched as this person wolfed down his food, looking like he hadn't eaten in eight hundred lifetimes.
Four flatbreads, three large steamed buns, two bowls of salty soy milk—his chopsticks were also reaching for the pickled cucumbers on the table, oh, and his other hand was grabbing for a baozi.
Facing the couple's gaze, Ning Ge lifted his head and said with embarrassment, "I'm truly starving, but sister-in-law's cooking is really good!"
It was unclear whether he was truly hungry or if Cheng Su's cooking was genuinely delightful, but he did find it rather tasty. In the past, who would've thought he'd give a second glance to something like scallion oil flatbread?
Cheng Su gave Qi Taiguo a look, and rose to go inside the room, with Qi Taiguo following on her heels.
Once the door was closed, Cheng Su asked, "So, what do you think, is there something off about this guy?"
