C638 Another Way to Say It

On the way back to her room, Qingmei had ordered dinner.

Manager Wu was very efficient. When Zhao Rongxian and Su Xiangwan returned to the room, the table was already filled with steaming hot dishes.

Su Xiangwan was not hungry. She had just finished a bowl of Yang Chun Noodle Soup, but it was not to the extent that she could not eat anything