"Qhianqhian, how long has it been since he ate?" Qin Nuan's mouth twitched slightly, all four eyes were fixated on the boy across the table. Thirty-seven empty plates were stacked neatly, and the boy was still wolfing down food.
Luo Qianqian shook her head with her mouth agape: "How would I know? Is he aiming to challenge the competitive eating champion?"
"Don't say that, I'll check later where such contests are held, take him there to eat and win the prize money," Qin Nuan spoke earnestly.
Luo Qianqian looked at her with a speechless expression and shrugged: "I feel like he's not someone who would be moved by money."
"Waiter, could we please have more..." Qin Nuan waved helplessly.
But the waiter came over with an apologetic look: "Sorry, miss, we're out of stock for the morning..." Looking at the empty plates on the table, the surprise on the face was hard to conceal. What kind of stomach is this? Eating so much?
