"Don't keep putting food in my bowl. Aren't you going to eat it yourself?" As Jiang Yao ate, she suddenly realized that Lu Xingzhi seemed to be staring at her. She then urged him patiently, "It's not like I can eat my fill."
"Who said so?" Lu Xingzhi answered with a faint smile, but he still lowered his head and drank two mouthfuls of soup.
Hearing his meaningful question, Jiang Yao knew what he meant. She pouted and pretended not to understand.
Anyway, she was already used to Lu Xingzhi's personality. When she flirted with him verbally, he seemed especially pleased.
"The two people over there have been looking in our direction," Lu Xingzhi suddenly said, sounding a little unhappy.
Jiang Yao also noticed and guessed that Zhu Qianlan was probably talking to the man opposite her. Jiang Yao was about to use her hearing to listen carefully when Zhu Qianlan and the man stood up.