章 817: Noodles in Autumn

Xuan Sheng stood under the shed until Xia Wanyuan completely disappeared from his sight before sitting down again.

The soup in the bowl was no longer steaming. Xuan Sheng sat quietly for a while. No one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, Xuan Sheng picked up the bowl of noodles and drank the remaining soup in his bowl. Then, he stood up and left.

The boss came over after a round of games and saw that one of the bowls of soup was empty. The boss could not help but be pleased. "It looks like my skills have improved. He even finished the soup. He likes my noodles so much."

The boss looked up at the especially supportive guest and realized that he was clearly holding an umbrella, but he had walked away in the rain.

"Strange," the boss mumbled. He did not look at it anymore and carried the plate into the kitchen.

The car had already driven far away. Xia Wanyuan stared at Jun Shiling a few times.