Ski Into Love (Hush, the king is hibernating) [Requested]

Part 91

Chapter 91: The Last Candy

For people from Guangdong and Guangxi, breakfast seems to be a rather ceremonial affair.

The breakfast stalls in Guangzhou are always bustling with noise and excitement in the morning.

Shan Chong went to get breakfast for Wei Zhi, who obediently sat at the table to save their seats.

She rested her chin on one hand, pretending to casually observe the office workers passing by on the street outside.

With her other hand, she frantically typed on her phone:

[Little Chirp: I need to ask something – what's up with my boyfriend today?!]

[Little Chirp: He's driving me crazy this early in the morning!]

[Little Chirp: Did something happen last night that I don't know about? Spill it! Don't pretend to be asleep. I know you have class this morning and must be up by now to head to the ski slopes!]

She fired off three questions in quick succession.

Backed into a corner with no escape, the other party soon replied:

[CK Backstab: Sis, you're asking me about your boyfriend?]

[CK Backstab: Nothing happened. When I got back to the apartment last night, Master was already asleep.]

[CK Backstab: Did he go see you this morning? What did he do?]

[CK Backstab: Actually, never mind. I don't want to hear about your sappy love life.]

[CK Backstab: Tsk, I was wondering why he was gone when I woke up. Ah, really! He didn't even say goodbye. I'm heartbroken! Living under the same roof, yet he's asleep when I return and gone before I wake... Wah!]

Wei Zhi: "........."

As Wei Zhi was about to type more, the man set down some xiaolongbao and soy milk.

He broke apart a pair of chopsticks, checked for splinters, and handed them to her.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Who are you chatting with so happily this early in the morning?"

Wei Zhi picked up a bun, took a bite, and stomped her foot as the hot soup scalded her.

She quietly tucked her phone back into her pocket and made up an excuse: "Nothing, just asking Jiang Nanfeng about Lao Yan's situation."

Shan Chong didn't press further.

He picked up his chopsticks and skillfully opened two bun skins, placing them upright to keep the soup from spilling out and to let them cool.

As he pushed them toward Wei Zhi, his phone screen lit up.

The man put down his chopsticks and glanced at his phone.

[CK Backstab: (Image) Is this okay?]

The image showed his chat history with the little junior sister.

Shan Chong quickly scanned it, quite satisfied.

[Chong: It's fine. Thanks for your trouble.]

[CK Backstab: No, no—]

[Chong: Fan Service 3.]

[CK Backstab: .........]

As Backstab wailed on the other end about not being "Fan Service 3" and how that manga character had a broken waist design, Shan Chong put down his phone.

He didn't eat much breakfast himself, just a few small wontons from a bowl.

The entire basket of buns and the remaining wontons all went into Wei Zhi's stomach.