Watching Zhuang Shuqing intently staring at the porridge in her bowl and feeling too embarrassed to start eating, Lu Jinyang considerately looked towards Yi Mifan, "Are you planning to just watch us eat?"
Feeling rejected, Yi Mifan returned the look of disdain, then turned and left.
As soon as he left, Zhuang Shuqing started eating without caring about her image.
It was called a dicinal al, but it was actually porridge, presumably with ingredients added to it.
What a thoughtful man.
Seeing Zhuang Shuqing eating joyfully, Lu Jinyang also began. Unlike Zhuang Shuqing’s porridge, his was a al, which looked like ordinary food, but in fact, Yi Mifan had soaked it using a special thod.
Soon, both of their bowls were empty. Zhuang Shuqing, with a rounded belly, looked content, and her previously pale complexion also improved slightly.
"Um, I ate too much. Can I take a walk outside?"
"Sure, just don’t leave the store."
Zhuang Shuqing cheerfully agreed. She wasn’t foolish; she knew her own body condition. It was just that she ate too much and didn’t want to sit.
"Sister-in-law, how was the taste?"
When Zhuang Shuqing reached the hall and saw Yi Mifan making tea at the coffee table, she walked over.
"It was delicious. I think Jinyang’s praise for you was not appropriate."
Yi Mifan paused while pouring the tea, then heard her say: "He was too stingy with his praise."
Yi Mifan laughed; so that’s what she ant.
Before he could say anything more, footsteps echoed from the living room, and Zhuang Shuqing, thinking it was Lu Jinyang coming out, turned her head and was slightly taken aback.
"Miss Zhuang, you’re here too!"
Before Zhuang Shuqing could react, the person had already approached her, "It seems we have a real connection to et even in a place like this."
Zhuang Shuqing didn’t expect to encounter Yang Qiao here and sheepishly said, "Yeah, but it’s my first ti here. What about you?"
"I’m a regular here. Mr. Yi, the saying that ’good wine needs no bush’ is tailor-made for you."
Hearing this, Yi Mifan appropriately responded with a small nod, "Thanks for the complints from the future Actress, I’ll need your continued support for my business."
Their exchange drew a chuckle from everyone.
As footsteps sounded again in the living room, the two won turned back; one with a small frown, the other with a full smile.
Zhuang Shuqing looked at the unfamiliar man walking towards Yang Qiao and felt a strange sensation welling up inside. This man had a strong presence, not inferior to Lu Jinyang, yet exuded a completely different vibe.
Yang Qiao went forward, affectionately hooking his arm, "Miss Zhuang, I didn’t bring my phone when I went out. Next ti we et, you definitely have to give your contact info."
"Sure."
Zhuang Shuqing watched the pair, the man nodding at her. She noticed that although he was looking at her, his gaze felt oddly detached.
Without Yang Qiao’s introduction, she naturally wouldn’t inquire about the man’s identity.
In the Empire, there aren’t many n with an aura comparable to Lu Jinyang’s—a re handful. She wasn’t sure who this man was, but she knew better than to provoke him.
After the two left, Lu Jinyang slowly walked out from inside and seeing Zhuang Shuqing just standing there, frowned displeased, "Why aren’t you sitting down?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Yi Mifan imdiately spoke up, "Lu, it’s not that I didn’t offer a seat to sister-in-law; she was just chatting with soone."
Lu Jinyang went over, pulling her to sit on a nearby sofa, his brows tightly knit, "Did you et soone you know?"
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