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Chapter 109: 109: Double Room (3)

Even though the reality show claimed to film “24-hour face-off” style, with her face turned towards the outside while opening the window, the camera could only capture her graceful silhouette from behind.

In a corner unknown to others, the tranquility on her face was slowly replaced by a trace of solemnity, which then transformed into a hint of melancholy.

After packing up and coming downstairs, several people sat around the table in the living room, each pondering over their own ten euros.

Shortly after, Wang Zisu’s stomach rumbled. He looked up, “Can I order some food? I haven’t had lunch since I rushed for the flight.”

“Me too…” Li Yiru raised her hand, and Shang Feifei nodded.

Zhou Weiwei said meekly, “But we only have ten euros each, which isn’t enough.”

Hu Juyue suggested, “How about we pool all our money together? That should be enough for something to eat?”

That might be a solution, but even then, all their money would probably only be enough for one meal, and it would have to be fast food. They wouldn’t be able to touch anything for dinner and could only stare hungrily.

Shang Feifei expressed her regret, “It would’ve been better if we were in our own country. Without going through customs, we could’ve brought some things with us. After clearing customs, everything got confiscated. What will we do for the next twenty days?”

The gloomy faces of the group prevailed, and out of everyone, only Zhou

Weiwei noticed Xia Siyu coming downstairs. She called out, “Siyu, you’re here? What are you planning to do for lunch today?”

Xia Siyu’s reply seemed off-topic, “Do you have water?”

Zhou Weiwei nodded and pointed to the tap, “It’s Purified Water, drinkable straight from the tap.”

Xia Siyu asked again, “Do you have a kettle? 1 want to boil some water.”

Li Yiru couldn’t help but mutter softly, “What times are these, and you still insist on drinking boiled water?”

Xia Siyu rebutted directly, “If I don’t use boiling water, how am I going to prepare instant noodles?”

The rest of them instantly looked at her, their faces filled with surprise, “Instant noodles?”

Xia Siyu had a suitcase by the door. Upon opening it, they saw several boxes of instant noodles, about seven or eight in total. Next to them were various seasonings—salt, pepper, fish maw, star anise, and other spices, and there were even dried noodles. If it hadn’t been for the inconvenience of going through customs, she would have even brought soy sauce with her.

The others stared on somewhat dazed before she remarked, “That’s all I have, and it’s not enough to feed everyone for twenty days.”

“No way, that’s more than enough, Sister Xia!” Hu Juyue quickly stood up, elated, “Sister Xia, you’re really like a sister to me. How could you bring so much? You’re amazing! I’ll go boil the water!” And with that, she dashed off to fetch and heat the water.

“I’ll go get the cutlery ready!” Zhou Weiwei popped up from her seat, enthusiastically organizing the gear.

Shang Feifei, feeling somewhat obliged, stood up and said, “Then I’ll pour water for everyone.”

Wang Zisu also stood up, “Sister Siyu, I saw that you didn’t take one of your suitcases upstairs. Let me help you with that.”

Xia Siyu casually replied, “Thank you.”

Wang Zisu blushed, looking down, he added, “No problem.”

The instant noodles were quickly prepared, and the stars, who were usually pampered and wouldn’t spare a second look for such “junk” food, were now savoring them as if they were the most delectable foods portrayed in Korean dramas—even the previously aloof Li Yiru couldn’t resist joining in.

After a satisfying meal, Hu Juyue couldn’t hold back her curiosity, “Who do you think the remaining guest is?”