Lu Junxi instinctively glanced at Yan Nanfei, then casually picked up the glass of plain water in front of him and took a sip, saying cheekily, "What, are you trying to chase me away as soon as I arrive?"
Leng Youchen raised an eyebrow slightly, "Just asking. Can't you tell I have nothing to talk about with you?"
Lu Junxi's eye twitched a little. Such blatant disdain—he'd have to be blind not to see it. The two women listened to their banter with great interest, and as the exchange continued, it was obvious that Leng Youchen had the upper hand.
Soon the dishes they ordered were delivered. The Western restaurant here separates appetizers, main dishes, and dessert. The appetizers served are different for each person. Wei Anning picked up her fork, tasted a bite, and the crispy and sweet appetizer greatly whetted her appetite. She nodded in appreciation, "This appetizer is good. Leng Youchen, do you want to try it?"
Leng Youchen tilted his head, "Feed me."
