In just a short while, He Nan had grilled a lot of meat skewers and vegetables. Zhu Yun didn't hesitate to grab some from the table and start eating. She didn't touch the vegetables, only the meat skewers, eating one after another. Before long, a pile of bamboo sticks had accumulated in front of her.
Other than Zhu Yun, everyone else was well-off and didn't lack for meat, so they didn't make a fuss over it.
As long as Zhu Yun kept her mouth shut and didn't stir up trouble, no one would say anything about her eating.
Lu Siyuan and Cheng Feiyang were drinking light beer and eating grilled eggplants, feeling like they had reached the pinnacle of life. He Nan was serving them—it was such a rare opportunity!
Shen Mianmian, worried that He Nan was overheating, occasionally wiped his sweat and fed him grilled skewers. Yang Xiaoxi, watching enviously from the side, saw Lu Siyuan and Cheng Feiyang drinking happily. She wanted to drink too, but Cheng Feiyang snatched her cup away.
