Seeing all eyes on her – three women present, each more formidable and with a stronger presence than her own – Wen Nuan felt quite awkward under their gazes. But despite her awkwardness, there was something she had to say.
"Madam Ye," Wen Nuan's eyes revealed an urgent need to be fed, "does this cafe have anything to eat?"
Cheng Anya: "..."
Sigh, she really couldn't have high expectations for Wen Nuan. How could Feimo's taste have changed so much this time, falling for this little white rabbit?
Xu Nuo smiled. "Hungry?"
Wen Nuan nodded very seriously. "I only ate one piece of bread today."
Xu Nuo waved, asking the waiter to bring a few of the cafe's famous pastries. The conversation was interrupted by Wen Nuan's stomach. Before long, the waiter brought four different kinds of cakes and pastries.
Excited bubbles seemed to pop out of one of Wen Nuan's eyes. Finally, there was food to eat.
