Bab 47: His little joy

"Are you planning to start your own company in the future?" Qi Jianyi casually shifted the conversation, her fingers delicately tearing into a warm meat bun. She took a slow bite, savouring the taste as her eyes flicked toward Song Chengfeng, waiting for his response.

Song Chengfeng's chopsticks hovered midair for a brief moment before he resumed eating. He shook his head slightly, a calm smile playing at the corner of his lips. "I don't have any such plans yet," he replied, his tone as light as the conversation they were having.

Qi Jianyi glanced up at him, her gaze curious yet silent. She wasn't pressing him for answers, but the unspoken question lingered in the air between them—If not business, then what? Her eyes held a quiet persistence, one that Song Chengfeng couldn't ignore.

Suppressing a smile, he leaned back in his seat and said, "I don't want to do anything." The answer was brief, almost indifferent, but it was genuine.