Ninety-eight men, all macho, and eating without any regard for appearances, swiftly polished off a basin of buns. The cafeteria lady quickly filled another basin for everyone.
However, that wasn't the most terrifying part. The most frightening scene was at the table where An Yiqing, An Zhihang, and An Zhiyan sat.
On their table, there were two basins of buns and a pot of porridge, three meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and a big bowl of soup.
An Yiqing herself was holding a basin full of buns and nearly half a pot of porridge, devouring it with relish. An Zhihang and An Zhiyan, two big fellows, were stuffing themselves with the remaining buns and porridge.
Staring dumbfounded at An Yiqing's slender body, Chiang Yi and the others slowly shifted their gaze from her face to her flat belly.
