At that moment, after Wei Can emerged from the restroom, she stood with her hands on her slim waist, her eyes fixed intently on the dining table. The table was laden with dishes both large and small. Although the dishes weren't particularly appealing to look at, it was evident that Wei Can had put a lot of effort into preparing this meal.
Because, after all, Wei Can was fundamentally not a cook.
At that time, for such a large spread of food, Wei Can had been busy all morning, constantly checking recipes and striving to cook.
But a novice is still a novice, and even though Wei Can tried very hard, the appearance of the dishes was still quite ordinary.
However, at that moment, the focus of Wei Can's nervous gaze was not on the abundant dishes but rather on a mysterious little white bottle beside the dining table.
"Huff—"
