In the dead of night, Zhong Lingling truly regretted not having prepared some bread in advance, as her stomach growled and rumbled with hunger.
What was even more frustrating was that even if she had bread, it might not satisfy her current craving. She was really longing for a fried egg pancake—its preparation was simple, but she lacked the ingredients!
Standing in the kitchen, her desire for a pancake grew stronger and stronger!
Sigh, she couldn't possibly run to the Wang Family's main house for food in the middle of the night.
Since she was a guest, she should try her best to hold back.
Zhong Lingling intended to return to the bedroom, but at that moment, she heard the sound of a door opening.
Immediately after, the lights in the hallway lit up.
Shen Zhixuan, clad only in shorts, appeared in Zhong Lingling's line of sight.
He was shirtless, his pale skin exposed.
