As guests boarded one after another, the cruise ship began to fill with people.
Xia Lu let go of Zhou Mingchen's hand, "I'm going to the restroom." Turning the corner, she instead went to find some food nearby.
"What kind of ridiculous birthday party is this, not even willing to provide something to eat…," she muttered under her breath as she looked around.
In the main banquet hall of the cruise ship, there were waiters shuttling back and forth with drinks, but not a single one with snacks. At other parties, there were always at least some easy-to-eat, delicate snacks, but here, guests were expected to drink on an empty stomach.
The dining room was on the second level and not yet open. The chefs were preparing the dinner menu, planning to start serving after all the guests had boarded.
But by this time, Xia Lu was so hungry her stomach was sticking to her back.
She followed a faint scent all the way to the preparation area, hesitating in front of the door with apprehension.
