The occasional look from Feng Lianggong made Xia Qingqing frown slightly.
She couldn't stand the man's gaze.
She snorted in her heart.
If that was the case, she wouldn't be polite either.
...
"This smells so good..."
"What's this dish? It smells quite nice?"
"It seems like it's just a regular dish..."
Some people looked at the food on the table, twitching their noses, expressing slight surprise.
According to the rules at the dining table, before some important people started to eat, others could not. Even if many dishes were served, others weren't supposed to begin eating.
Moreover, the restaurant served dishes very quickly.
As a result, many dishes were already served, but no one started eating.
"Haha, let's start eating, shall we?" Seeing the scene, Feng Lianggong slightly smiled and said.
As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks, ready to start eating.
At that moment, he felt like the host.
