"I'll have Chen Yi'an give you the contact information for the designer," Zhou Jingwei said as he crossed his legs, his noble facade exuding a touch of lazy elegance.
Qin He thanked him and then, with a change in tone, slowly began, "I heard that you've been in contact with my dad?"
"It's work-related, haven't you been busy these past few days?"
Once all the dishes were served, Zhou Jingwei picked some sweet and sour dishes that Cheng Weiyue loved to eat for her.
Qin He had little appetite and watched Meng Tingxu enjoy her meal across the table.
She threw tantrums at home and wouldn't eat anything, but seemed to have an appetite upon going out.
Qin He felt a mix of annoyance and amusement but after all, she was the girl he loved, so what could he do?
He pinched the bridge of his nose and pushed a dish of squirrel-shaped sweet and sour fish towards Meng Tingxu.
She stopped eating and looked at him with perplexity.
