Le Yu returned from outside looking spirited and sat down. Wang Yingying, noticing this, teasingly said, "You finished chatting so soon? You're here feasting while Che Qin is miserably working overtime. Be careful, or she might get mad."
Le Yu's expression was exceptionally tender and affectionate, "My girlfriend is understanding and considerate; I'm not worried at all."
Wang Yingying, disturbed, brushed off the goosebumps that had popped up on her arm. How can a big guy like him make such a slimy display? It's so unlike him.
After sitting for a bit, Lin Gantang said to Hong Shuangying and the others, "Yanqing is probably still busy. We've nearly finished eating, so we're going to head out first."
"We'll go together." Hong Shuangying pocketed her phone. "Lin Huan and I have booked movie tickets, and it's almost time."
