"What's wrong with you?"
Yu Anjing asked Ge Yiming with concern.
Ge Yiming shook his head: "Nothing, just a little accident."
As he spoke, he stood up: "I'm going to find something to clean up."
Yu Anjing hurriedly said: "I'll help you."
Her words sounded nice, but she didn't want to move at all and was thinking: It's so dirty, Ge Yiming you hurry up and leave, do you really expect me to help you clean? Don't you have any gentlemanly demeanor?
Ge Yiming was already numb.
He found the tools and cleaned up the spilled food on the ground, and he had no appetite to eat, saying a word to Yu Anjing before leaving.
Anning and Song Zhenzhen had been watching intently, and when they saw Ge Yiming leave, Song Zhenzhen pouted: "What's the deal with Ge Yiming? Why is he always mingling with Yu Anjing?"
"Who cares, let's hurry up and eat."
Anning smiled.
She understood that Ge Yiming might have already heard Yu Anjing's true thoughts.
