Hearing the noise from the front door, Michelle sneaked out of the kitchen with a pancake turner in her hand.


    "Nini? Leon?" Michelle walked out, wearing an apron with rabbit pattern. "Nini, Leon, why are you here?" she asked with a smile.


    "I''m here for a midnight snack." Nina smiled. "Mimi, make more food, please."


    "Okay, okay. It''ll be a minute." Michelle nodded and turned to go back in the kitchen.


    Leon, meanwhile, spent his time checking out the decor. There were rabbits everywhere. Rabbit figurines, rabbit posters, rabbit coasters. Almost anything you could think of was rabbit-themed.


    "Since when have you been into rabbits? I thought you liked the elk on the ind."


    "Mimi likes rabbits. She''s like a rabbit herself." Nina walked to the sofa and sat down.


    Leon also sat down and craned his neck to see into the kitchen. A pleasant scent reached his nose.


    He sniffed and said, "She''s making spaghetti."


    "How do you know that?" Nina was shocked, but she calmed down again. "That''s right. I keep forgetting you''re a foodie."


    And he was right—Michelle was whipping up a pot of spaghetti. The tomato and mushroom sauce


    ad broken two tes.


    "Leon..."


    "Michelle? Why are you here?" Leon ced the dishes in the sink carefully. He turned to face her, and said apologetically, "I didn''t know that tes broke that easily."


    Michelle bit her lip and got confused again.


    "It''s easy to break a te like that. What kind of tes do you use, normally?"


    "Not porcin ones." ''We eat off gold tes,'' he added in his head.


    "What?" ''They''re so poor.


    They don''t even have porcin tes.''


    The expression in Michelle''s eyes changed. It was almost a look of pity. She pitied him.


    "What''s wrong?" Leon asked suspiciously.


    Michelle shook her head. "It''s nothing."


    She smiled again, pure and sincere. "Leon, let me wash them."


    Leon looked again, but the only expression she had was a wonderful smile. Had he imagined the look of pity?


    "Probably a better idea," he said, sheepishly. "You wash, I''ll watch." Leon stood aside and let Michelle at the sink.


    It was just a simple thing, but Leon watched her with interest.


    However, Leon didn''t know that John had found out who Nina really was, and made his way to her apartment as they spoke.