"Shut up." Nan Sichen didn't want to listen to him anymore and interrupted him coldly.
"You're no fun." Li Haotian casually commented and nonchalantly picked up a pork hock beside him and continued munching on it.
He had grown up abroad. Although he was Chinese and loved Chinese food, he wasn't adept at using chopsticks. That's why he had a particular fondness for pork hocks, which he could eat without chopsticks.
However, he'd barely bitten into the pork hock when he suddenly opened his mouth, letting the chunk of pork hock he'd bitten off fall onto the table with a 'pop'. Surprised, he pointed at the stairs and said, "It's her."
Nan Sichen frowned, "If you can't eat properly, I'll sew your mouth shut."
Li Haotian exclaimed in surprise once more, "She's bleeding."
By this time, not many people were left in the Pinghai Restaurant, just a few waitstaff, along with Nan Sichen and Li Haotian.
Li Haotian's shriek drew the attention of all the store clerks towards the stairs.
