Mu Xinlan lowered her head to eat, occasionally sneaking a glance at Cheng Zhiming, who was elegantly eating the food on his plate.
He'd actually noticed her little actions several times already, but hadn't spoken up to expose her. He quite liked her girlish manner.
After dinner, Cheng Zhiming called the hotel staff to take away the dining cart. He handed Mu Xinlan a fruit platter and said, "Honey, have some fruit, it aids digestion!"
"Oh, okay!"
Mu Xinlan took the fruit platter, eating the fruit while pretending to stare at the TV, though she honestly wasn't paying attention to the content.
"Honey, is the TV interesting?"
Cheng Zhiming raised an eyebrow at Mu Xinlan, who subconsciously nodded in response, "Of course it's interesting!"
"Oh? Really?"
Cheng Zhiming laughed, "I remember that you never watch financial news, saying it's boring! How come you find it interesting today?"
"Ah?"
