"And also, you like watching ball games. I always sit and watch with you, but the truth is, I don't understand them at all. So, Shen Mingfeng, we're actually not that compatible, are we?" Jian Yanyan laughed coldly. "I think we'd better not eat this meal. Just looking at this stuff makes me sick. You have no idea how many times, back when I was with you, I forced myself to swallow this kind of food while fighting nausea. But now I'm finally free, finally don't have to keep forcing myself anymore."
With that, she put down her chopsticks, not having taken a single bite, and turned to leave.
Shen Mingfeng called out to her at once, "Yanyan, wait a second. Then tell me, what do you like to eat? I'll have them make it for you. Eat lunch before you go. It's already one o'clock, you've missed mealtime. I heard your stomach isn't doing too well these days, you need to eat on time."
"Heard? Heard from who? From Ning Yang?" Jian Yanyan turned her head and looked at him as she asked.
