The next morning, the rising sun seemed to pierce through the thick clouds and shine on the stone mountain. Under the reflection of the thick snow, the entire stone mountain seemed to be dyed with a faint golden glow.

The air was filled with a fresh and crisp scent, signaling the start of a new day.

Inside the post-apocalyptic bunker, Chen Yu slowly opened his eyes. Before him was a room that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

He turned to look at his side, where Feng Xinran was sleeping peacefully, her breathing even and gentle.

A surge of indescribable emotions welled up in Chen Yu's heart, a mixture of regret and self-reproach for his actions last night, as well as deep pity and affection for Feng Xinran.

He understood that everything that happened last night was not accidental, but rather an explosion of emotions that had been building up between the two of them for a long time.

He got up quietly, afraid of disturbing Feng Xinran's sweet dream.

After getting dressed and quickly washing up, he walked out of the bedroom with steady steps.

Whether it was because he ate too little last night or because he had used up too much energy, his stomach started rumbling, reminding him that he should find something to eat.

As soon as they arrived at the restaurant, they saw Qiao Meng and the others busy in the kitchen.

Several women were busy in the kitchen, chatting and laughing, their occasional bursts of laughter adding a touch of life to the quiet post-apocalyptic bunker.

"Ahem~" Chen Yu coughed lightly and called out in a carefree manner, "Xiao Qiao, what delicious food did you prepare for breakfast today? My stomach is growling."

"Hey~ Isn't this our 'great hero'? Looks like you had a tough night. Come, come, this is some turtle and wolfberry soup we specially prepared for you. Take good care of yourself." Yang Yue teased, then carried over a steaming bowl of turtle and wolfberry soup and placed it on the table in front of Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was a little embarrassed by this, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I've said it so many times, I'm very strong, I don't need any supplements, I don't need any supplements."

"It's not up to you," Yang Yue retorted with a smile.

Then, without waiting for Chen Yu's consent, she picked up a soup spoon, scooped up a spoonful of hot turtle and wolfberry soup, and held it to Chen Yu's lips, saying, "Try it. We got up early this morning to make it especially for you. You have to give us some face, right?"

Seeing this, Chen Yu looked helpless: "It's hot~".

"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~" Yang Yue quickly blew on the spoon a few times to cool the soup down a bit, then held it to Chen Yu's lips again. "It's not hot now, is it? Drink it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Chen Yu had no choice but to open his mouth and take the soup. As soon as the soup entered his mouth, he frowned and said, "Too much salt. Who made this soup? It doesn't seem like Xiao Qiao's cooking."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yue's face immediately darkened: "That's enough, don't push your luck."

Qiao Meng then poked her head out of the kitchen, holding a knife in her hand, and said with a smile, "This turtle and wolfberry soup was made by Yueyue herself for you, Mr. Chen Yu. It's rare for Yueyue to come into the kitchen, so don't be so picky."

"Hehe, I was just joking. This turtle and wolfberry soup is incredibly delicious, really good, very tasty." Chen Yu quickly corrected himself, giving a thumbs up and beaming with smiles.

"If you like it, drink more." Yang Yue naturally sensed the perfunctory tone in Chen Yu's words and handed the bowl in her hand to Chen Yu.

Then, in a warning tone, he said to Chen Yu, "You have to finish it. I'm watching you."

Chen Yu smiled and nodded, then forced himself to drink the turtle and wolfberry soup in the bowl in one gulp.

Although there was indeed too much salt in the soup, Chen Yu still tried his best to appear to enjoy it so that Yang Yue wouldn't find fault with him.

At this moment, Qiao Meng came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of soup.

Chen Yu looked bitter upon seeing this. Was this really how you "supplement" someone? He wasn't a harem horse.

Qiao Meng seemed to see Chen Yu's doubts, smiled and shook her head, gently placed the soup bowl on the table, and said to Chen Yu, "Mr. Chen Yu, you misunderstand. This is not for you. It is a black chicken soup with donkey-hide gelatin prepared for Minister Feng. Please take it in to her."

As Qiao Meng spoke, she called out to Liu Menghan, Li Wanqing, and Zhang Zihan, who were still busy in the kitchen, "My three sisters, each of you should get a bowl later. I won't serve you any more."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Qiao," the three replied in unison.

Chen Yu felt very gratified to see that everyone was able to integrate so quickly and get along harmoniously.

He picked up the donkey-hide gelatin and black chicken soup and carefully walked towards his bedroom.

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A short while later, he and Yang Yue came out of the room together.

At this moment, everyone in the restaurant was already seated together, ready to enjoy breakfast.

When they saw Chen Yu and Yang Yue walk out together, everyone cast curious glances, but they quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Minister Feng, you've come at the perfect time. Please come and sit down," Qiao Meng greeted.

Everyone tacitly refrained from making fun of Feng Xinran and Chen Yu, so as not to embarrass Feng Xinran.

"Xiao Qiao, are you developing new dishes?" Chen Yu asked half-jokingly, staring at a plate of dark, unappetizing food on the table, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Want to try some?" Yang Yue smiled and handed the chopsticks to Chen Yu, a hint of slyness in her eyes.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yu immediately became alert: "Something's not right. Could this dish have been made by Yang Yue?"

However, upon further reflection, he realized that although Yang Yue's cooking skills were far inferior to Qiao Meng's, they were still at an average level, so she wouldn't be able to make anything like a "dark cuisine".

Thinking of this, he instantly dispelled his doubts, took the chopsticks, and then picked up a piece of the more visually appealing dish and put it in his mouth.

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