Shen Qian and Tan Yao exchanged a glance. Shen Qian picked up his chopsticks and started eating, while Tan Yao hesitated for a moment. Seeing the other two had already begun eating, did he really want to just sit there?
He gritted his teeth and decided to eat as well.
Midway through the meal, Lushen was considerate and asked, "Would you like some wine?"
Shen Qian politely declined.
Naturally, Tan Yao didn't drink either, and of course, Lushen didn't ask him.
What kind of wine could a dog drink?
After two bowls of rice, Lushen felt full and suddenly became excited. "I haven't asked why Young Master Shen, who usually stays in Ning City, came all the way to Jingping?"
Tan Yao's gaze darkened, and he tightened his grip on his chopsticks.
Shen Qian wiped his mouth with a napkin, then his hands, and finally discarded the napkin with graceful and dignified movements.
