The floor of Qin Mobai's office was carpeted, and when the brightly colored egg and tomato noodles spilled onto the carpet, the broth quickly seeped into the soft carpet, filling the office with fragrance.
Lou Xi stared at the mess of noodles, tomatoes, and eggs on the floor, and felt as muddled as the spilled noodles inside.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, with both of their eyes fixed on the overturned noodles, until—
"Young Master Qin, why don't I go make you another bowl? I think there's still plenty of ingredients in the kitchen..." She thought, if she didn't make this bowl of noodles for Qin Mobai today, she might as well write her name, Lou Xi, backward!
Qin Mobai frowned slightly. After smelling the fragrance of the food earlier, his appetite had been awakened, and he was ready to have a big meal when the bowl of noodles fell to the floor!
Yes, Qin Mobai was very angry, very angry...
But, what could he do?
