Almost done eating, Lu Jingchen's phone, placed on the side, began to ring. He glanced at the caller ID; it was the number from the Lu Family Mansion.
He picked up the phone and stood up, saying to Song Qiao, "It's a call from the mansion. You all keep eating; I'll go outside to take this call."
Song Qiao was just about to put a meatball into Lu Jingchen's bowl. Hearing this, she pivoted the chopsticks and placed the meatball into her mouth instead, nodding, "Go take it."
This is simply... PDA overload.
Song Qiao was caught off guard, completely bewildered, unable to regain her composure for a good moment. By the time she collected herself, Lu Jingchen had already let go of her.
The man had a faint smile on his lips, slowly chewing the meatball in his mouth, then, in a somewhat suggestive tone, said, "Tastes good."
Song Qiao's face flushed red, glaring at the man in front of her, and said discontentedly, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing in public?"
