Jingcheng scratched his head. "I thought you knew, Miss."
Qiao Qiao put down her chopsticks and exhaled. "You didn't make it clear. You only said that I don't have to order lunch. Then I thought he ordered it for me. I didn't expect him to come down and eat with us."
Just as he finished speaking, Shao Jingmo's voice came from the door. "Eat first if you're hungry. There's no need to wait for me." Qiao Qiao turned to look at Shao Jingmo. He must have heard her conversation with Jingcheng. He walked over and draped his jacket over the arm of the sofa, then sat down opposite her. "Just the two of us. As long as I'm not here, you eat first."
Qiao Qiao looked at the cold and oppressive face opposite her and answered untruthfully, "It's alright. I'm not very hungry."
Shao Jingmo looked at her and asked, "Then do you want to eat now or later?"