"Over here, Lady Nan Cheng." Rong Yuanshan stood up, waving toward the restaurant's entrance a short distance away.
"Nan Cheng is fine," she said with a friendly smile as she walked over with her daughter.
While shoveling food into his mouth, Rong Taotao managed to free up his left hand and wave. "Hello, Nan!"
"Heh, you too." Nan Cheng sat down across from the father and son, smiling as she watched Rong Taotao wolf down his food. She felt a sense of kinship. "Always starving, huh?"
"Mhm," Rong Taotao nodded repeatedly, sizing up Ye Nanxi across the table.
The young lady had clearly bathed and changed. Her fair, rosy cheeks, paired with her orange-red Tulip jersey, gave her a unique charm.
'Hmm... The main thing is the huge difference between before and now. When we first met, she held her chin up so arrogantly, but now...'
She kept her head down, not saying a word, just staring at the plate in front of her as if her mind was completely blank.
'Oh no, oh no!'
