"Sister Mianmian is really amazing. It's such a blessing to be in the same group as her. She can cook every meal so well."
These words were like poking at Han Yan's heart.
He was already extremely depressed in his heart, and when he heard Su Mufei's words, he felt even more suffocated in his heart, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Why didn't he have such a good teammate like Qiao Mianmian?
Look at the other team.
And look at his own.
Han Yan felt that his life was tough.
He silently picked up the bowl of instant noodles and drank the last mouthful of soup.
The fragrance of the braised pork wafted into his nose from time to time. Having just finished his instant noodles, Han Yan felt hungry again. He was so hungry that his stomach kept growling.
He smelled the fragrance and looked at the bowl of red braised pork that was still glistening. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and couldn't bear to look away.
That bowl of braised pork must be delicious.
"Sister Mianmian." Su Mufei looked at Han Yan's hungry expression and thought for a while before saying to her, "Can Han Yan come over to lunch with us? He only ate a bowl of instant noodles in the afternoon, he's definitely not full.
"It shouldn't be a problem to share our meal with one more person."
Su Mufei and Han Yan knew each other. The two of them had worked together a few times and could be considered friends.
That was why Su Mufei spoke up for him.
Qiao Mianmian sat down after setting the table.
She glanced at Han Yan and said casually, "I have no objections if he's willing to come over."
The food on the table was enough for five to six people.
Having another pair of chopsticks did not affect her.
And Qiao Mianmian had no objections to Han Yan.
Su Mufei immediately said, "Then, I'll call him over."
Qiao Mianmian nodded and said to the others, "Let's eat first."
On the other side, Han Yan was hungry. As soon as Su Mufei called him, he immediately agreed.
When Su Mufei brought him over, Han Yan saw Qiao Mianmian and was a little embarrassed. "Then, um, Qiao Mianmian, can I really eat with you guys?"
Qiao Mianmian looked up at him and nodded. "Of course."
Han Yan looked at the dishes on the table and thought about Song Ke and the rest who didn't know how to cook. Then, he looked at Qiao Mianmian with admiration in his eyes. "Qiao Mianmian, you're amazing to be able to cook so many dishes."
"That's right, Sister Mianmian is amazing." Su Mufei wasn't stingy with his praise. "She knows how to do everything. She's the most amazing girl I've ever seen. With Sister Mianmian in the same team, you really don't have to worry about anything. If only she were in the same team as you for future events."
Han Yan said enviously, "I want to join your team, too."
"Isn't your group good?" Ren Jun smiled and teased. "They're all beauties. You're also very happy to be surrounded by a group of beauties."
Han Yan pursed his lips and had a lot of things to complain about.
Looking at the camera facing them, he swallowed his words.
Happiness my a*s!
He didn't even know how miserable it was!
If he could choose again, who would want such happiness? In any case, he didn't dare to praise her anymore.
When Han Yan went over to Qiao Mianmian's table, Song Ke almost jumped in anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "That traitor Han Yan actually went over to Qiao Mianmian's table. Ignore him when he comes back!"
