Li Shaobin blinked and said as he tried to conceal his real intentions: "No, the food you make tastes the best, but we shouldn't waste the restaurant food. That would be such a pity."
"Yeah. Let's not waste it." Ruan Yang grinned and lifted her brows. "Why don't… you eat what I made and I eat what the restaurant made? That's settled."
"…" Li Shaobin clenched his teeth gloomily. "… Alright. Whatever you say."
"Wow, you're even clenching your teeth. I just asked you to eat what I made. You make it sound as though it tastes horrible." Ruan Yang snorted and threw the restaurant food straight into the bin.
Li Shaobin was dumbfounded. "Why did you throw it away? That's so wasteful."
Ruan Yang didn't reply and picked her bowl and chopsticks up to continue eating.
Li Shaobin didn't think she would be unhappy after they had just made up. He quickly coaxed her. "Yangyang, don't be angry. I love the food you make. Restaurant food isn't good at all."
