But Jiang Jingshi gazed at Lin Zhengran, her eyes soft as water. "What's wrong? Have a taste. Open wide."
Lin Zhengran had no choice but to eat the piece of tomato from her chopsticks. He savored it carefully before nodding in approval.
"The tomato is good too. Delicious."
A visible blush crept across Jiang Jingshi's face.
"You're so direct with your praise, Zhengran... But as long as you like it, that's all that matters."
Just then, someone entered. It was Wang and the young idol.
The kitchen door had been left open, so as Wang approached, she got a clear view of Jiang Jingshi feeding Lin Zhengran.
Such an intimate gesture... It spoke volumes about their relationship.
Besides, Jiang Jingshi had admitted it herself just yesterday.
"President Jiang... Zhengran..."
The young idol behind her, knowing his place, spoke up respectfully, "President Jiang, Lin."
Hearing their voices, Jiang Jingshi put down her chopsticks and turned to look. "Wang?"
