Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
Liang Mumu’s order had reminded Jiang Wangui of something, and she quickly added, “Ah, I nearly forgot. Order four cups of milk for us. Breakfast should always come with a cup of milk for nourishment.”
Shi Yao: “I want to drink yogurt…”
Jiang Wangui: “Order an additional cup of yogurt for Yaoyao on top of her cup of milk…”
Lin Jiayi did as she was told.
Liang Mumu: “…”
…
Very soon, the waiter delivered their breakfast to the hotel suite.
Ever since she turned forty, Jiang Wangui had been rather strict when it came to food. As a result, barely after consuming a third of the food they had ordered, she had already put down her chopsticks.
Lin Jiayi wasn’t as strict dietary-wise, but she wasn’t as good of an eater as Shi Yao. By the time she was full, there was still half of the food left.
Seeing that Shi Yao wasn’t done eating yet, Jiang Wangui and Lin Jiayi were in no rush either. One of them began browsing through the morning papers while the other turned her attention to her phone.
In contrast, Liang Mumu, who hadn’t talked much after ordering a cup of milk, was beginning to feel a little anxious inside.
She was wondering how to expose Han Jing, who should be currently sleeping in the bedroom, when Lin Jiayi suddenly yawned and stood up. “I’m going to use the bathroom for a while.”
All in all, there were two bathrooms in the suite. One was near the entrance, and the other one was in the bedroom.
Upon seeing Lin Jiayi walking over to the bathroom by the entrance, Liang Mumu immediately clutched her stomach and stood up, “My stomach is hurting a little, I need to use the bathroom too…”
With these words, Liang Mumu successfully made her way over to the bedroom.
Shi Yao took in this series of actions from Liang Mumu, but she didn’t seem at all bothered by it. Instead, she was completely absorbed in devouring a meat bun that was even whiter and larger than her face.
Sometime later, the sound of a flushing toilet bowl echoed from the bathroom in the bedroom.
And sometime after that, Liang Mumu’s piercing scream rang out from the bedroom, “AHHH—”
“What’s wrong?” Frowning, Jiang Wangui lifted her head from the morning papers.
Shi Yao met Jiang Wangui’s eyes, but her mouth was overstuffed with food, and it was now puffed up like a bun. She was not in a good position to speak, so she could only shake her head in confusion as well.
“How did this happen?” Liang Mumu’s voice echoed from the bedroom once more.
Jiang Wangui’s frown deepened. Putting down her papers, she began walking over to the bedroom.
“What’s wrong?” Lin Jiayi happened to walk out of the bathroom at this moment, and her tone sounded doubtful as she walked over to the bedroom as well.
Shi Yao furiously stuffed the remaining beancurd into her mouth before she grabbed the unfinished bun and walked into the bedroom too.
When she walked up to the doorway and saw the trio staring fixedly at a certain something on the ground, her footsteps immediately halted as well. She swiftly traced their line of sight and saw the item which had captured their attention—a pair of male sneakers.
“T-this pair of sneakers doesn’t seem like Brother Jia’s. H-his sneakers would never be this dirty! A-and over there as well, there’s someone sleeping in the bed…” Liang Mumu said as she pointed to the bump in the bedsheet.
A man’s sneakers, someone on the bed… And the pair of sneakers that didn’t belong to Lin Jiage…
In an instant, the air in the room grew a little heavy.
Jiang Wangui and Lin Jiayi didn’t say a word, but their complexion didn’t look too good.
“How did this happen?” Liang Mumu looked as if she had just seen something completely inconceivable. In this moment, she quickly took out her phone and stared at it as shock slowly covered her face, as if she had just discovered something unbelievable. “… Yaoyao, the time that you gave me was actually seven in the evening, not seven in the morning… I-is that the reason why you said you wanted to have breakfast earlier? I-it can’t be that you were trying to hide this from us?”
