Shen Zhaozhao had looked at all the rooms on the second floor and finally chose the first room on the left with a big terrace outside.
She liked it very much.
After organizing her things briefly, she went downstairs and found Sheng Chuyi standing by the dining table.
There were some new dishes on the table.
When Sheng Chuyi heard her footsteps, he lifted his head and called out, "Come and eat first!"
"You can cook now?" Shen Zhaozhao hurried over, examining the dishes on the table.
Meat and vegetables were well paired, and they looked quite appetizing.
Sheng Chuyi's hand, which was about to grab the chopsticks, paused for a moment as he looked at her and indifferently uttered two words, "Takeout." Even if he could cook, it would've been impossible to make so many dishes in such a short time.
"Oh!" Shen Zhaozhao then noticed the takeout bags at the side.