Tang Shu clomped into the living room. After slurping down a bowl of hangover remedy soup, her foggy brain momentarily cleared.
"Wait a minute, did you just say you 'heard about it'? Didn't you make this soup?"
Since when did her personal chef need to hear from others about making food?
I doubt your professionalism, young lady!
However, Yang Tiantian's expression was even more baffled than hers; she curiously widened her eyes while sitting beside Tang Shu, "Boss, have you forgotten? Mr. Jing made the hangover remedy soup!"
Mr. Jing...
Tang Shu's memories gradually began to resurface, recalling her actions from the previous night. Her face, which had maintained a calm expression, began to betray her, slowly heating up more and more.
"Eh? Boss, why is your face turning red?"
"...It's too hot?"
"But it's winter now, it's snowing outside, and it's even the first snowfall of the year in the Imperial Capital."
"..."
Please don't expose me~
