There were all sorts of delicacies on the coffee table, all of which were Xyla Quest’s favorites.

The dishes included beef noodle, stir-fried vegetables, braised sea cucumber with scallions, stewed pigeon soup, pumpkin porridge, and eggplant with minced pork.

“Did you order all these?” Xyla asked.

“Yeah. They’re all your favorites,” Stanley Batton said before tugging at Xyla’s hand and sitting down. He then sat Xyla on one of his legs. “Did you miss me? Hmm?” He asked.

His warm breath spread