As the host, Chu Yao was of no help at all, crying away to the side.
Nan Jiaojiao went to get a bowl on her own, opened the rice cooker, but it was empty.
"There's no rice, only vegetables, I'm too lazy to steam it. Let's make do," Lu Zhenzhen appeared behind her.
Nan Jiaojiao turned around, raised both hands, and handed the bowl to Lu Zhenzhen as if offering tribute.
The three of them sat at the dining table to eat, and there was a moment of silence.
Until Lu Zhenzhen asked, "What's going on with you?"
Chu Yao paused, "Qiao Man woke up."
Lu Zhenzhen blurted out, "Who?"
She was asking Nan Jiaojiao, who didn't know either, foolishly took out her phone, opened Baidu, and heard Chu Yao say, "Mo Tingshen's fiancée, the one I hit into a vegetative state back then."
Nan Jiaojiao and Lu Zhenzhen exchanged a glance.
"Oh."
"How does that concern you?"
