To determine if the remaining pastries had also been tampered with, Xiaotian sat there and ate all the leftovers.
Guo Feng kept pouring water for her, afraid Xiaotian might choke, constantly reminding, "Eat slowly, no need to rush."
"Haha." Xiaotian twitched her lips, speaking with a bit of embarrassment, "These pastries are quite delicious, so I ate a bit more."
Guo Feng looked at Xiaotian with a face full of doting affection, "If you like them, eat as much as you want. I'll have Chef Jiang make more for you."
"Okay." Xiaotian nodded. After eating all the pastries without finding any issues, she felt relieved.
It seemed only the piece she had eaten was tampered with, while the others were normal. She felt a bit fearful—what if Guo Feng had eaten the tampered pastry? The thought alone was terrifying.
A moment later, Xiaotian stood up, eager to know what the note said.
"Brother, I've eaten quite a bit and want to step out for a moment."
