She realized that there were a lot of pickled vegetables in a jar in the kitchen. She scooped some and started eating the porridge.
When she was done making the last pumpkin pie, she heard Zhan Bo and Su Mufei's voices coming from outside the kitchen. "Wow, is someone cooking? It smells so good."
"No way. Didn't Brother Zhao say that no one would cook for us? We have to do it ourselves."
"We'll know when we go inside."
Soon, Zhan Bo, Su Mufei, and Ren Jun entered the kitchen.
When they saw Qiao Mianmian standing in front of the stove with a spatula in her hand, their eyes widened in shock.
Zhan Bo looked at the dishes and was shocked. "Qiao Mianmian, these… were made by you?"
Qiao Mianmian put down the spatula and hooked her finger at him. "Who else? Have you washed up? Help me bring these dishes out? The breakfast is simple, but if you don't mind, then let's eat together. If you have other plans, then pretend I didn't say anything."
