Not wanting her grandfather to misunderstand, she quickly raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Grandfather, I'm back."
Mr. Gu had already heard the footsteps and was wondering why his granddaughter was outside the door for so long without knocking.
Xinyan handed over the sour and spicy noodles and white cake in her hand: "Grandfather, try this again, the white cake paired with sour and spicy noodles has a unique flavor."
After putting down the bamboo tube: "Grandfather, you eat first, I'm going to my room to wash my face and then I have something important to discuss with you."
Mr. Gu looked up at Xinyan, didn't ask further, and nodded: "Alright, go ahead."
As Xinyan turned around, she couldn't help but feel as if her grandfather had discovered something.
Returning to her room, she drew the curtains, locked the door, and directly entered the space.
