Shi Nuan felt embarrassed, "I..."
"By the way..." Song Yansheng continued, "Aunt Hui, remember to tell A Zheng later on, Mingmei these two days..."
"No, don't tell Boss Gu—"
Ye Mingmei grimaced and said, "What if I stop eating, okay? Brother Yu, you're not cute at all, I don't like you anymore..."
After speaking, she climbed the stairs with a "thud, thud, thud," passing by the three of them like a gust of wind.
Shi Nuan glanced at her, feeling a bit worried, "Mingmei she..."
"It's nothing, her stomach isn't too well either, can't just let her..."
After Song Yansheng finished speaking, he tightened his grip on her fingers, "Let's go, it's almost nine, and we haven't had dinner yet!"
Shi Nuan pursed her lips and nodded lightly.
They quickly arrived at the downstairs dining room, where Aunt Hui reheated the previous meal and served it. The two had a rather harmonious dinner together.
