Sheng Jianan simply cooked a bowl of noodles and heated a cup of milk for Tang Yanqi, pulling her to the dining table to sit down, indicating he wanted her to eat with him.
The man was truly hungry; within a few bites, more than half of the noodles in the bowl were gone.
Tang Yanqi watched his profile illuminated by the light and held back before speaking: "I went to have lunch with Bingbing this afternoon and saw Lu Qilin."
Sheng Jianan's chopsticks paused, without a word, and Tang Yanqi continued: "He told me a few things."
Tang Yanqi spoke calmly, not noticing that Sheng Jianan's fingers holding the chopsticks slightly tightened. He could roughly guess what Lu Qilin would say to her.
It was his misunderstanding of her, a very deep misunderstanding.
"Actually, things aren't the way you think. Although I don't know why you connected those two things, they are unrelated. I was asking for money at that time for the Tang Family."
