"Excellent, excellent! You've improved remarkably quickly, Chef Xie!"

Sun Wuji praised the gradually taking shape of the steamed buns made by Xie Huaiye's men:

"Sister Ning will definitely be moved to tears tomorrow!"

Xie Huaiye looked at the rows of xiaolongbao that were gradually taking shape, a smile in his eyes:

"I hope she likes it."

"Of course you have to like it!"

Sun Wuji leaned closer and asked with a grin, "Um... there are so many, can I have a couple?"

"certainly."

Xie Huaiye smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your help tonight."

"Alright! I'll definitely patronize Chef Xie's restaurant every day from now on!"

...

At the hospital.

The cold moonlight shone into the ward.

Su Muyao's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

My vision was blurry at first, then gradually became clear.

The ceiling was white, and the smell of disinfectant filled the air.

She was lying in a hospital bed.

"You're awake?" a male voice asked.

She turned her head and saw Qi Minghao and Basha guarding the bedside.

"What... happened to me?"

Her voice was a little hoarse as her memories slowly returned—

Garden, fighting, blinding light, a sharp pain in the cheek...

"You were injured by a shard of the Mirror Demon and were unconscious for a while."

Qi Minghao explained, trying to keep his tone relaxed, "It's alright, the doctor said you just need to rest..."

Face?

Su Muyao subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face.

A hint of urgency flashed in Qi Minghao's eyes; he wanted to stop him but dared not be too obvious.

"Don't..."

This subtle reaction made her heart skip a beat.

A strong sense of unease instantly gripped Su Muyao.

"Mirror……"

She suddenly looked at Qi Minghao, "Give me a mirror!"

"Mu Yao, you shouldn't..." Qi Minghao tried to comfort her.

Give me a mirror!

She almost screamed as she struggled to sit up.