The table was filled with dishes, and upon a glance, they were exquisitely prepared small stir-fries.
All her favorites.
Lin Qian’s fingers on her lap curled slightly as her emotions fluctuated.
"Qianqian, you’ve beco too thin, eat more."
Su Yu’an’s eyes were gentle as he placed several chopsticks of dishes into Lin Qian’s bowl.
Lin Qian remained silent, rely eating the plain rice without touching the dishes on top.
Su Yu’an’s smile stiffened slightly as he sighed softly, "Qianqian, don’t be mad at . I won’t serve you anymore, but can you please not just eat plain rice?"
The man’s voice was still gentle, like a spring breeze.
Lin Qian swallowed the rice in her mouth with difficulty and slamd her chopsticks on the table, "Su Yu’an, what exactly do you want?"
If they had broken up, he should stay away from her.
Did he think that by pleasing her like this, they could get back together?
"Qianqian, I an no harm. I just... don’t want to lose you as a friend," Su Yu’an gazed deeply into Lin Qian’s eyes.
"I don’t want to be friends with you!" Lin Qian retorted without hesitation.
"Why? Because you’re afraid you won’t be able to control your emotions and fall for again?"
"Su, Yu, an!"
"I’m here; no need to yell."
A subtle smile flickered in Su Yu’an’s eyes, "Since you’re not afraid, then don’t overthink it and just treat as an ordinary friend. Otherwise, I might start to wildly speculate that you really haven’t forgotten ."
Lin Qian: "....."
After four years apart, this man had only gotten better at talking.
If she refused to be friends with him today, that would an she hadn’t forgotten him!
She really wanted to smack him!
"The food is getting cold, eat up."
Su Yu’an, ignoring Lin Qian’s angry gaze, elegantly proceeded to eat.
Lin Qian sighed deeply, shot him a fierce look, and silently continued eating.
Whatever he said or did was none of her concern.
She wouldn’t waver in the slightest!
Lin Qian ate her al very quickly.
She just wanted to finish eating and leave.
"Eat slower, be careful not to choke, and have so soup."
Su Yu’an tenderly reminded her from across the table.
Lin Qian ignored him, scooped up the last bite of rice, swallowed hard, and stood up, "Mr. Su, I’ve finished eating with you, can we pay the bill now?"
Su Yu’an looked up at her, pulled out his cellphone with a smile, "I’ll pay with WeChat. Qianqian, should we add each other on WeChat first? After all, I’m also considered a VIP client of yours, and you can contact anyti if needed?"
She probably had deleted all his contact information.
This was the only way he could reconnect with her.
Lin Qian really wanted to loudly refuse, but for the sake of the generous commission, she compromised!
Reluctantly pulling out her phone, Lin Qian let Su Yu’an scan the QR code.
Once the money had been transferred, Lin Qian put her phone in her pocket and turned to leave.
"Wait."
Su Yu’an stepped in front of Lin Qian, looked at her lovely face, and chuckled softly, "Look at you, still acting like a child."
With a tender and doting smile that followed the motion of his hand, Lin Qian only felt a warmth flicker across her lips. The next second, a grain of rice appeared on Su Yu’an’s hand.
Lin Qian was greatly embarrassed and quickly raised her hand to vigorously wipe the corners of her mouth, giving him a glare before hurrying away.
Watching the woman flee in panic, Su Yu’an’s smiling expression slowly faded, and he sighed softly, sitting back down in his chair.
Outside, Lin Qian quickly walked away, not noticing the tall figure who was watching her with great interest.
Nangong Li touched his chin, thinking of the scene he had inadvertently seen when he passed by Su Yu’an’s slightly opened private room, and he strode toward another private room.
In the other private room, Yin Moran sat elegantly with a dignified and beautiful woman pouring water for him.
"Brother, have so tea," Yin Qinglan handed the water to Yin Moran, smiling gracefully.
Yin Moran took a sip, "Qinglan, have you chosen the location for the studio?"
"Not yet, I found two locations and each has its advantages. I can’t decide, so I wanted to ask for your advice over a al."
Yin Qinglan smiled sweetly and took a sip of her tea.
"Which two locations?"
"One is....."
Just as Yin Qinglan was about to speak, Nangong Li pushed the door open and grinned at Yin Moran, "Old Yin, I have big news."
Yin Moran gave him a cold look, ignoring him and turning to Yin Qinglan, "Continue, Qinglan."
"Hey, wait, Qinglan."
Nangong Li interrupted her, his peach blossom eyes looking at Yin Moran amusingly, "Old Yin, it’s about Lin Qian, don’t you want to hear it?"
One sentence successfully made Yin Moran pause with his hand still holding the water.
His gaze swept over, filled with deep inquiry.
"Old Yin, your future wife seems to be flying away."
Nangong Li sat opposite them, took a sip of the water Yin Qinglan handed him, and squeezed his eyes at Yin Moran, "I just saw Lin Qian eating with a man. Guess who this man was?"
"If you don’t want to say it, then don’t."
"Ha ha, Qinglan, look at your brother, he’s annoyed."
Nangong Li laughed loudly, facing the knife-like gaze from Yin Moran, "The man having dinner with Lin Qian is none other than your cousin Su Yu’an. Old Yin, you should have seen it. Su Yu’an looked at Lin Qian with such tender eyes, and Lin Qian’s shy expressions were quite evident. Their relationship seed quite unusual."
Lin Qian and Su Yu’an were having dinner together?
Were they really dating?
Yin Moran didn’t speak, just gripped the cup in his hand tighter, as if he was about to crush it the next second.
Nangong Li watched Yin Moran’s face grow colder by the minute, continuing to poke his heart, "Old Yin, I rember your cousin went abroad four years ago to study music, right? It seems that Lin Qian likes artists? Now that’s going to be tough. Su Yu’an is your cousin, and both of you fancy the sa woman. What will you do, fight or not?"
"Who said I fancied her? Nangong Li, stop spouting nonsense."
Yin Moran spoke in a low tone, his aura extrely oppressive, making the server who had just co in to deliver food quicken his steps to lower his presence.
"Am I really spouting nonsense? Ah, poor my goddaughter. She always wanted to teach you how to chase a girlfriend, so you wouldn’t lose the mama she liked."
Nangong Li fearlessly teased him.
Yin Moran glanced coolly at him, pushed the chair away, and draped his jacket over his arm.
"Qinglan, send the addresses of the studios on my phone later. I’ll have a look when I get back. I have so business to handle at the company, so I’ll leave first."
"You’re leaving already? You haven’t even touched the dishes?" Yin Qinglan exclaid.
"I don’t want to listen to soone’s noise."
Nangong Li: "..."
Wow, he’s angry.
And he says he has no feelings for Lin Qian?
"Li, who is Lin Qian? Does Brother have soone he likes?"
Yin Qinglan served Nangong Li a bowl of soup and asked inquisitively.
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