Old Sir Lu said a few simple words, raised his glass, and the four of them symbolically picked up their own glasses. But it was all just out of courtesy to him.
Lu Qing didn't cast a proper glance the entire time. In contrast, Lu Xing kept occasionally paying attention to the interactions between Lu Qing and Qin Miaomiao.
"You see how others are serving food to each other, why don't you serve me some?"
Mo Wenwan leaned close to Lu Xing's ear and spoke. Her expression soured as she noticed him staring at Qin Miaomiao. But since they were at the dining table, she couldn't act out, so she quietly reminded him.
Lu Xing noted Mo Wenwan's tone, which was entirely that of a girlfriend. As he looked at Mo Wenwan's smile, he realized she was playing her role a bit too seriously. He kindly reminded her, "Don't get too deep into the act, or you might not be able to pull yourself out later."
"Relax, I know what I'm doing."
