Shen Yuyan sat down next to her, "Thank you, no need. I ate quite a lot at noon, so I'll just eat a little in the evening. I came mainly to report work to Tang Song."
"There's no rush for work, let's eat first."
"Alright, thank you, Miss Liu."
"No need to be so formal, just call me Qingning."
"Er..." Shen Yuyan glanced at Tang Song who was diagonally opposite, and nodded lightly, "Okay, thank you, Qingning."
The dining atmosphere was filled with subtle tension.
Liu Qingning and Tang Song seemed like a completely ordinary couple in love, natural and intimate.
She would help Tang Song pick the bones out of the fish meat, then place it in his bowl.
He would also peel shrimp shells for her and hand her a napkin.
They would occasionally exchange smiles and play around due to some trivial matters.
The air of a couple filled with life, almost overflowing with richness.
Tang Song, like a competent and perfect boyfriend, was full of patience and indulgence for his girlfriend.
