"I'm very curious. Do you know which dishes suit Ye Qingqiu's taste?"
Li Tingshen had indeed seen the photo that Yin Ruijue had sent at the start. It was just a random photo and there was no need for him to bother about it.
When she saw the message, she frowned.
She didn't even click on the photo. After finishing the documents in her hand, she replied, "I don't know."
Yin Ruijue waited for a long time before hearing these emotionless words. He glanced at Ye Qingqiu, who was eating opposite him, and shook his head.
"Tsk, you're really incompetent as a boyfriend."
Ye Qingqiu was asking for trouble. Of all people, she insisted on following Li Tingshen.
This was good. She was fearless.
She was clearly someone who was doted on and doted on, but now, she was treated like an unimportant stone.
Yin Ruijue's reply made Li Tingshen, who was about to continue browsing the next document, stop.
