Nangong Lin stared at Alvin in disbelief. Wow, he really finished it all! You know, the kitchen at the Nangong Family is meant for cooking for the family, so it's not like the breakfast places outside that deceive you.
Those deep-fried dough sticks are really solid and quite filling. She couldn't eat beyond two, and even at home, Nangong Jin, Nangong Yue, and Nangong Tiancheng can only eat four at most. Yet he managed to eat five, plus two cups of soy milk, impressive!
Alvin was indeed feeling a bit uncomfortable from eating too much, his brows slightly furrowed, but he calmly said nothing, started the car, and then found a trash can to throw away the food bag.
"Going to the company?" Alvin asked in the car.
"No need, I'm fine anyway." Nangong Lin leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.
"Okay." Alvin nodded, "I'll take you back to the apartment first."
