Suddenly, her phone vibrated with a notification. It wasn't a receipt but an advertisement for a hot pot commercial featuring a certain celebrity!

The enticing colors, rising steam, the lively diners gathered around, and the array of mouth-watering dishes, paired with refreshing iced tea, made her mouth water uncontrollably.

Lilah felt an intense craving for hot pot.

But having it at home was out of the question, and inviting her friends over wasn't suitable either.

Her fingers tapped quickly on her phone case, her eyes lit up with excitement.

She had already thought of the best plan. Since she was alone at home for lunch, and the nutritionist had already prepared her meal, Lilah decided to act.

She got up, went to the dining table, ate a portion of the meal, and claimed she was going to rest.

Known for her habit of taking afternoon naps, the housekeeper and others didn't pay much attention.

Back in her room, Lilah changed clothes and headed out.

She reached the garage, got in the car, and drove to the hot pot restaurant—everything went smoothly.

The place she arrived at was none other than the celebrity-endorsed restaurant she had just seen.

Perhaps due to the celebrity effect, the place was bustling.

Wearing sunglasses and a mask, Lilah booked a private room.

"Hello, how many people?" the server asked.

"Just one," Lilah replied.

The server was surprised to hear this. With so many people coming for hot pot, it was her first time serving someone dining alone.

Her gaze fell on Lilah's slightly protruding belly, and she felt sympathy for the elegant lady dining alone while pregnant.

Immediately, the server enthusiastically recommended their new spicy upgraded broth and special dishes.

Lilah listened with anticipation. "Let's go with your recommendations then."

"Sure, you'll love it! Just call me if you need anything," the server said, feeling honored to serve such a stunning lady after Lilah removed her sunglasses and mask.

Lilah, infected by the server's enthusiasm, felt quite cheerful as she waited for her spicy upgraded hot pot.

When the door to the private room opened, four servers entered, pushing a cart and setting out the ingredients and side dishes, along with a row of mini ice creams and small cups of milk tea.

Seeing the spread, Lilah's eyes lit up, thinking the server hadn't exaggerated.

As she dipped the ingredients into the soup and tasted them, her long-held cravings were instantly satisfied.