Yun Lan wasn't nervous being watched by everyone and smiled warmly, saying, "I sit here, no objections?"
"No objections, just sit, it's fine."
Liu Sanming laughed heartily.
Wang Li, Liu Xiaocong, and Zhang Fu were too nervous to speak, only managing awkward smiles.
Yun Lan nodded and sat next to Liu Sanming.
After sitting down, she glanced at Liu Sanming and said, "Why does your meal look tastier than mine?"
"Then let's share, I won't mind."
Liu Sanming pouted.
His eyes fixed on Yun Lan, without a hint of nervousness, rather calmly flirting.
Seeing this, Yun Lan playfully rolled her eyes at him, "If you dare dislike me, I'll give you an even bigger eye roll."
With that, she moved her chopsticks toward Liu Sanming's dish.
Liu Sanming wasn't shy either, eating from both his and Yun Lan's plates.
They were as familiar as old friends, chatting while eating.
The topic was simple, just asking what Liu Sanming did for a living.
