The ball was immediately withdrawn.

Yunxi checked the time:

"As the city lights come on and night falls, it's the perfect time for hot pot. Honey, have you had dinner yet? I've been fasting all day trying on wedding dresses, and I'm starving. Why don't you come with me to get something to eat?"

Tang Li didn't want to eat, but Yunxi's appearance brought a moment of peace to her guilty and remorseful heart, as if she could feel it just by being by Yunxi's side.

The sky hasn't fallen yet.

It's too early to say.

It's never too late.

We can wait a little longer.

And many other messages.

Yunxi, on the other hand, was very enthusiastic and seemed genuinely hungry.

There was a well-regarded hot pot restaurant near the plastic surgery hospital. Yunxi ordered many of Tang Li's favorite dishes, but Tang Li didn't have much of an appetite and only ate a little.

Yunxi was different; her appetite was much better than usual.

One crispy tripe alone took up four whole plates.

Even Tang Li couldn't help but advise her:

"Sis, can you finish all this? Also, eat slowly. It's not good for your stomach to suddenly binge eat after being hungry all day."

Yunxi checked the time:

"I have to meet a client tonight, and I'll inevitably have to drink. If I don't eat a proper meal now, I'll get drunk easily."

Are you trying to discuss business so late at night?

Tang Li couldn't help but feel a little worried:

"Are you going alone? Is the client male or female?"

Yunxi stopped eating, looked at her, and then laughed out loud:

"Honey, what's wrong with you today? You seem a bit strange. Aren't you always so adept at handling clients?"

That was indeed a bit abrupt.

Tang Li picked up her cup and pretended to take a sip of water: "Aren't you getting married soon? Isn't your Gu Ming worried about you?"

Yunxi picked up her chopsticks again and started simmering the crispy tripe.

"Of course he was worried, but he was powerless to help, so he could only tell me to drink less."

Tang Li followed her words:

"Sis, if you're going alone, you really should drink less alcohol."

Yunxi smiled and served her some food.

"Honey, since you're so worried about me, why don't you come with me?"

Tang Li politely declined.

"Over the years, I've grown to dislike socializing more and more, especially since I still have to write and update my books at night, and my readers are waiting."

After finishing the crispy tripe in her bowl, Yunxi wiped her mouth:

"Then I won't take you back. There's not enough time; it's not good to be late for a client meeting."

Tang Li took out her phone to scan the QR code to pay, and Yun Xi held her hand:

"The bill has already been paid, let's go."

The two sisters parted ways at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant and drove away separately.

Tang Li really wants to go home and write an update.

But Yunxi sat in the car for a long time.

Plastic surgery hospital, ward.

The pain was unbearable, so Zha Zhongqi took another nap. When he woke up, the light in the room was on, and a nurse was carefully wiping his lips with a cotton swab.

Because of the glare of the lights, Zha Zhongqi did not open his eyes.

However, he could smell an unmistakable hot pot aroma emanating from the nurse, which whetted his appetite.

He parted his lips slightly and asked:

"You smell so tempting with hot pot! I wonder if you had crispy tripe tonight?"

The nurse's hand holding the cotton swab trembled slightly.