Inside the Land Rover, Shen Yu’an pulled out a heated lunchbox from somewhere in the car and passed it to Su Meng. “It’s very early and I doubt you two had the time to eat breakfast. I got one of my house maids to prepare this.”
Su Meng had no idea what button he pressed, but two boards slid out from the car and created a simple dining table over Su Meng’s seat.
The breakfast in the heated lunchbox was not bad. The upper layer had generously filled egg dumplings and buns, while the lower layer was filled with a fragrant and tasty pork porridge.
Shen Yu’an even pulled out a plate of peeled lychees and bright red cherries from the fridge.
Su Meng wanted to say that Shen Yu’an had bothered too many people just to prepare everything, but when faced with the food on the table, she couldn’t get a single word out.
She looked a little touched as she looked at Shen Yu’an, “You’ve been very thoughtful.”