Returning to her seat, Zhao Meimei suddenly remembered to take out her phone and glanced at it. Shi Yang had replied to her message: "Got it, I understand."
Thinking about those two chubby mandarin ducks that looked like ducks, Zhao Meimei couldn't help but laugh. She quickly typed back another message: "Brother, what are you up to?"
Shi Yang responded swiftly: "Having dinner with Brother Chao."
Zhao Meimei hurriedly and obsequiously reported the lunchtime dining event with Zhang Xin, detailing everything in five separate text messages.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing! Move over a bit, the waiter is serving the dishes!" Qu Chaozong tapped on the plate in front of Shi Yang with his chopsticks.
Shi Yang looked up, realizing that the waiter was trying to place a dish in front of him, and his arms were in the way, resting on the table.
Shi Yang quickly moved his arms aside, offering an apologetic smile to the waiter.
