"Brother Yinan, that won't be necessary. I will just return home to have dinner; there's no reason to fill up now."
Tang Nuan had used this tactic many times, and it usually managed to hit Song Qingchun where it hurt. Even after the first time she had decided to give up on Qin Yinan, Tang Nuan's repeated tactic honestly still irked her.
However, now, perhaps Song Qingchun had reached a state of zen. She felt like an outsider watching in. Other than pity for Qin Yinan, the pain that usually wracked her heart was nowhere to be found. Other than that, she also felt a teensy bit annoyed that Tang Nuan didn't know how to appreciate the good man that she had landed.
Qin Yinan was reminded of the task that he was in the middle of doing. He turned to Song Qingchun apologetically and said, "Song Song…"
