Pfft!
Qin Fan, who was sipping his soup, almost spat it out.
Ye Haoyuan was also completely dumbfounded by Ji Yuchen's words. What the hell? Her mom wants her to bring her idol home for dinner?
"Damn! Beauty Ji, are you trying to introduce your idol to your parents already? How old are you? Your mom is certainly avant-garde and open-minded, huh!" Ye Haoyuan blurted out.
"Get lost!" Qin Fan shot Ye Haoyuan a glare.
The latter instinctively shuddered, put down his chopsticks, and chuckled sheepishly. His sly eyes darted back and forth between the two of them.
"Qin Fan, do you want to go?" At this moment, Ji Yuchen felt more nervous than she ever had in her seventeen years. It was like a girl experiencing the first stirrings of love confessing to the boy she had secretly admired for a long time.
"I'm full. Let's skip it. Maybe next time," Qin Fan said with a calm, open smile.
