Xia Mo, her face shiny with oil, looked up at Shen Lan, not understanding, "Why do I have to eat more elegantly?"
Cheng Yanqing glanced around and noticed a handsome guy behind them. She whispered, "If you don't adjust, any chance with the opposite sex is definitely off the table. Haven't you noticed the handsome guy behind you?"
Xia Mo looked behind Shen Lan and indeed found a handsome guy.
Moreover, he was particularly good-looking. Right when Xia Mo was making eye contact with him, her lamb leg abruptly fell to the table.
That's it, she was now socially doomed.
She had just been gnawing on her lamb leg, but now Xia Mo began carefully eating with a knife and fork, whispering to Shen Lan, "Lan Lan, you've really vexed me."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
Shen Lan gave a bitter smile, feeling wronged. She said with a frown, "I did tell you earlier, but you didn't believe me. Believe me now, right?"
Xia Mo decided to act more girlishly, cautiously eating her food.
