Most importantly, their compact size allowed them to fit snugly inside a hard container without taking up too much room.
Qiao Meixia looked thoroughly satisfied with her strategic decision.
Ruan Jiaojiao leaned over her shoulder to inspect her plate, surprised by the modest pile of mini macarons.
"Just those?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked, raising an eyebrow at the small selection.
"They need to survive the speed." Qiao Meixia stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Oh! You are riding your superbike." Han Mengyu chimed in, realizing the logic behind the choice. "Buying something delicate like a frosted cake would be a disaster. It probably would not survive the journey in one piece."
Qiao Meixia gave a serious nod. She had carefully weighed that exact tragic scenario before making her selection. After all, she had zero interest in buying mouthwatering sweets only to pull out a squished, ruined mess by the time she got home.
