In the past two days, Yuan Zhou would almost always spare some time in the afternoon to study the dishes. Today was no exception.
"Gulp, gulp"
While Yuan Zhou was engrossed in his research, Weng Xin had already walked into the bright and spacious airport Hall with her suitcase.
Master chef Restaurant was the last place she was going to. She had already had a meal, so it was time for her to leave. She had already applied for a battlefield volunteer. This time, she was going to her destination, and she didn't know when she would be back.
When she was about to board the plane, Weng Xin looked back longingly at Chengdu and in the direction of master chef Restaurant. In the end, she got on the plane without looking back and sat in her seat, waiting for the plane to take off.
