Qingling and Qinghuan heard Ye Zhan's words and both twitched the corners of their mouths.
Momo looked up at Ye Zhan. He placed some food in her bowl, smiled lightly, and said, "Eat up."
"I want to poke out my eyes."
Qinghuan looked at Qingling with a gaze that found it hard to watch.
Qingling smiled and asked, "Do you need Sister to help you?"
Jian Ye looked at Ye Zhan and Momo with a face full of envy, "The feelings between Young Master Ye and Miss Mo are really enviable."
...
Imperial City.
The waiter served the dishes and exited the private room, but Chu Junming didn't move his chopsticks.
He held a phone in one hand, resting his other hand on the table, his eyes deep and unfathomable as he stared at the phone screen.
"Third Brother, let's start eating."
Feng Yize placed his phone on the table, picked up chopsticks, and was about to serve some food.
Seeing Chu Junming not moving, he raised an eyebrow and softly called him.
