Qin Yang ordered a two-flavor hotpot.
The steaming hotpot was bubbling away.
She first dipped a piece of beef tripe, and casually urged Ying Zenan to eat quickly.
Ying Zenan initially didn't feel like eating, but seeing her eat so happily, he seemed to have gained some appetite. In the end, the two of them managed to finish a large meal package.
The one who said they didn't want to eat ended up eating the most.
They were both hiccuping by the time they left the restaurant.
"What's the plan for later?" Qin Yang turned her head to ask the person beside her.
Ying Zenan's gaze fell on her rosy lips; what was up with him today? He seemed a bit out of sorts.
He looked away from her lips and focused on her head.
Damn, her bun looks so adorably cute.
"I... don't have any plans."
The secretary was crying in the office: You have plans, boss, didn't you just say you'd focus on making money?
