Chapter 52 - The Noodles That Were Eight Years Late (1/2)
Chapter 52: The Noodles That Were Eight Years Late
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Liangchuan's voice sounded exceptionally magnetic in the night.
Qiao Lian's body froze; she didn't dare to move. She thought for a while and then said, ”Oh, I'm trying to lose some weight.”
Even if she told him that the servant had purposely not left any food for her, this guy would still not care about her. Besides, she could deal with a mere servant.
Except…
”Grumble, grumble.”
Qiao Lian wished she could cover Shen Liangchuan's ears. The fact that her stomach was growling like this was absolutely embarrassing for her!
She turned around and slept on her belly — only then did her belly quieten down.
However, she was so hungry!
Qiao Lian pressed her hands on her belly, which was slightly warm.
As a reporter, she frequently had irregular meals due to her need to chase scoops. Hence, within the past half a year, she had contracted mild gastrointestinal problems.
Her belly was hurting slightly, now that she was in a state of extreme hunger.
However, if she got up and found something to eat, would Shen Liangchuan find her irritating?
As Qiao Lian hesitated, she suddenly felt the man beside her move.
She turned her head over and saw that Shen Liangchuan had already got up. He was wearing pyjamas and standing there. His complexion was colder than the night. ”Go and cook some food.”
Qiao Lian hurriedly waved her hands and said, ”I'm- I'm not hungry-”
As she moved, her stomach growled again.
Qiao Lian: …
Shen Liangchuan shot a quick glance at her and said, ”I'll eat.”
Qiao Lian went downstairs, jubilated. The moment she hopped out of bed, she was moved to near tears. At last, she could eat some food!
In the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator, turned her head and asked Shen Liangchuan, who had followed her downstairs, ”Mr. Shen, what do you want to eat?”
”Seafood fried rice.”
Qiao Lian froze and said, ”… I don't know how to make that.”