The Beichuan family was up late today, even Nakajima Michika, who had been cooped up in her room writing songs, came out to celebrate.
Though it was just an online vote, the final results would depend on the expert selection.
But as long as Hui Li could defeat Ando Fuyu, she was delighted.
After all, she had defeated her opponent fairly and squarely.
"Ugh—I can't eat anymore." Hui Li leaned against the soft backrest of the sofa, belching.
Nakajima Michika leaned beside her, saying, "Mr. Beichuan's cooking is really great, but I'm too full, I can't eat anymore."
The two of them leaned shoulder to shoulder, looking like two big salty fish, which made Beichuan Si, who was clearing the dinnerware, shake his head.
However, considering that Hui Li's taking first place was indeed worth celebrating, he temporarily turned a blind eye to her salty fish behavior.
