An Lan thought Ye Qinghao was being too much, so she simply stood up, suddenly picked up Ye Qinghao's lunch box, and walked out.
Ye Qinghao was stunned: "An Lan, what are you doing?"
An Lan had walked halfway out, heard this, but then suddenly turned back, packed a little bit of each dish from the table into his lunch box, and then walked out again.
Ye Qinghao followed her with a spring in his step, "What's wrong? What happened?"
He then saw An Lan place his lunch box on the table outside and immediately said, "Captain, sorry, we need some quiet to eat, so..."
After saying this, she headed back.
Ye Qinghao hurriedly followed her, "So what? If I don't talk, won't that do? If everyone doesn't talk, then we can eat quietly..."
"Bang!"
The door was closed.
Ye Qinghao almost got his nose hit.
In anger, he immediately raised his hand, really wanting to smash the door open!
But his fist stopped in mid-air and eventually came back down.
