"Lan, you're always tagging along. Show some respect to Brother Lin. Do you think Brother Lin will like you? With your overbearing attitude, no man wants to handle you. You're too domineering." Beiming Huang's cold eyes also revealed defiance. These were thoughts she mused over in her mind, but her intense gaze seemed to convey all her unsaid words to Beiming Lan.
But Beiming Lan saw her gaze as a different kind of provocation.
Lin Zifeng sat dazed at the table. He glanced around before finally resting his eyes on Beiming Yu, who shrugged helplessly.
"Here! Brother Lin, try the grilled squid slices. They taste amazing." Beiming Huang quickly picked a piece for Lin Zifeng.
"No need, follower. Not everyone can eat squid slices. People with allergies can't eat them."
"Who says you can't? I made these squid slices myself. You can eat them without worry, Brother Lin. They're absolutely safe." Beiming Huang insisted on placing the squid slice in Lin Zifeng's bowl.
