"Slow down, why are you running so fast?"
Fu Xinwu rolled her eyes at Nan Fei, "I've been waiting forever for you guys to show up, and I'm starving."
"My bad, my bad." Nan Fei apologized sincerely.
He Shasha looked at the two of them and felt something was off. How long has it been? It seemed like Fu Xinwu had straightened her spine? Before, every time in front of Nan Fei, she was all 'Aunty this' and 'Aunty that.'
Even her suck-up self couldn't bear to watch.
Now she's the oppressed farmer singing songs, does her uncle know this?
"Let's go, hurry up, let's get some food." Fu Xinwu didn't even bother with He Shasha and dragged Nan Fei towards the cafeteria.
The graduate cafeteria is separate from the undergrad's, less crowded, no need to queue, and many of them had already gotten their meals. Braised pork, sauerkraut fish, spicy shredded potatoes, all in all, very plentiful.
And the portions were generous.
