A group of people led by Li Bingbing also felt curious, so they followed inside.
As most people entered the room, everyone was left speechless, staring blankly.
On the sofa in the hall, three people were there eating quietly.
On the coffee table were four plates, with not much left inside, just a few bits of vegetable leaves.
Beside them was a rice cooker with hardly any rice left.
The three were devouring their bowls of rice obliviously, Tie Zhuzi was eating with rice all over his face.
Even though everyone walked in, they continued eating without acknowledging them.
Finally, Tie Zhuzi lifted the plate, pouring the leftover sauce into his bowl.
"Leave me some," Xiao Xuan said.
The scene was so shocking that everyone stood there speechless.
Wang Dayong was the first to react, he walked forward and said, "Why didn't you leave me some, I haven't eaten yet."
Though Wang Dayong's tone was reproachful, he couldn't hide his happiness.
