Early morning.
Looking at the leftovers on the table, Lian Youming's eyes shifted, and he couldn't help pressing his dry lips together. Only now did he get a clear look at the dishes: braised softshell turtle with Wild Ginseng, eel soup with yellow essence, oysters, chives, loaches, and what looked like velvet antler and cistanche...
With a peculiar expression, he picked up a liquor bottle. It was packed with all sorts of things steeping inside, and even the liquor had turned red. The sight alone made his liver quiver.
"And she called it foreign liquor. She fooled me."
Remembering last night's abandon and madness, Lian Youming shook his head. Seeing that it was getting late, he hurriedly picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, then went to the washroom to wash up.
When he returned,
"Brother Lian!"
He saw Yan Lingyun peeking out through his half-closed bedroom door, her hair spilling loosely like clouds. She wore a rather loose men's shirt, exposing a snow-white shoulder.
Their eyes met. Like a guilty thief, the girl slowly closed the door again, then whispered from behind it, "Hungry!" Lian Youming didn't dare delay and hurried outside. But the moment he stepped out, he happened to see his sister-in-law already standing at her door, holding steamed buns and stuffed flatbreads. She seemed to have been waiting a long time. Quite a few ingredients sat beside her, apparently codonopsis root, black-boned chicken, and the like.
He eyed her suspiciously. "Did you go dancing last night, Sister-in-law?"
His sister-in-law smiled gently. "Yes. Your big brother has the day off today. Hungry? I happened to bring breakfast back."
Lian Youming thought no more of it. He thanked her, took the breakfast, and hurried back inside with it for Yan Lingyun.
"Remember to wash up after you