On the deserted deck, Xia Lu placed the last piece of chicken into her mouth and savored it. She then gave a thumbs up, "It's really well roasted. At least the chicken didn't die in vain." She stood up, took a deep breath, and said, "I feel so much more comfortable now."
At this time, all the guests were gathered in the banquet hall, conversing with each other as they waited for the banquet to officially begin. No one would come up to the deck. It was precisely because of this that they sneaked up here to eat.
Li Zhao took the empty plate from her hand, "Want some more?"
Xia Lu shook her head, "No thanks, this dress is so tight today. If I eat any more, it might just split open, and that would be really ugly," she laughed.
If Zhou Mingchen hadn't chosen such a form-fitting dress for her today, eating another half a chicken wouldn't have been a problem.
