All of this was really Fu Yanfei's surprise for herself.
Fu Yanfei looked at Su Qingnuan with satisfaction as she brought over various hotpot ingredients.
Just as the pot started bubbling and steaming, the room door was suddenly flung open.
Qin Chuan and Fu Yihan stood at the doorway, silently staring at the two women in the room.
Su Qingnuan froze for a moment, but her expression quickly turned calm.
Fu Yanfei, on the other hand, was visibly nervous.
It was as though her little secret had truly been exposed in an instant.
And she had no place to hide.
"Even if you two managed to cook hotpot in the room, don't you know the smell of hotpot spreads no matter what?"
Qin Chuan couldn't help but give a helpless smile.
Fu Yanfei could have just told him directly.
But now, Fu Yanfei clearly wasn't taking him seriously at all.
If he hadn't made her that bowl of hawthorn soup, perhaps tonight's hotpot wouldn't have happened.
