With this thought, Zou Yanpeng looked at Zhen Lingling with tender eyes.
He raised his hand to hold hers and asked, "Why aren't you eating?"
The originally anxious Zhen Lingling, upon hearing the gentle voice beside her ear, felt her heart slowly settle.
She feigned unease, looking pitiful as she said, "I thought you were angry."
Zou Yanpeng played with her fingers, chuckling softly, "Why would I be angry?"
Zhen Lingling bit her lip and said aggrievedly, "Earlier, your friend kept looking at me. I thought he had an issue with me, so I kept watching him, thinking you'd be unhappy."
Zou Yanpeng's laughter became even more delightful, "Lingling, what are you thinking? Am I really that petty in your heart?"
"No, no, I didn't think that," Zhen Lingling quickly retorted.
Zou Yanpeng reached out and touched her beautiful hair, "Alright, eat up. Later I'll take you to a nice place."
Zhen Lingling's unease vanished, and her appetite opened up.
