Recently, she felt her appetite had become somewhat strange. Sometimes she had no appetite at all, but whenever she did have the urge to eat, it would become uncontrollable.
"It's getting late, I should be going." Cenhuan glanced at the time and then stood up to speak.
Lin Yue initially wanted to persuade her to stay; it had been a long time since they last met. But since it was indeed quite late, she could only suppress her reluctance. After arranging the next meeting time with Cenhuan, she escorted her to the door.
Watching Cenhuan leave, Lin Yue immediately turned around and headed back inside. Zhuo Xiangqiao, left standing there helplessly, scratched his head with a wry smile and quickly followed her inside.
Driving home, Cenhuan glanced at a box of pastries placed beside her, her face full of smiles.
