She then turned to ask Nan Sichen, "It's to your liking now, right?"
"Yes," Nan Sichen nodded.
Qin Yin smiles warmly at the female boss, who becomes somewhat embarrassed under her intense gaze.
The boss manages a smile and tells the waiter behind her to prepare the order immediately.
The waiter promptly leaves to carry out the order.
Yanyan, curious, turns to Nan Sichen and asks, "Huh, how come I had no idea you disliked corn sweet soup?"
"That was before," Nan Sichen answered, reaching out to gently tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
"And how about now?" Qin Yin asked again.
"Whatever you like, I like."
Grinning widely at the stunned female boss, Qin Yin said, "You see? He said he likes anything I like. You can go ahead and erase the record of all his previously favored dishes. From now on, what I order is what he likes, keep that in mind."
The female boss was in disbelief. She'd never seen the young master Nan being so agreeable to anyone.
