Qiao Jiusheng struggled to free her arm, but Fang Yusheng remained indifferent.
"Let go of my hand," she said as she rolled her eyes.
"Oh, I forgot! Sorry!" Fang Yusheng insincerely apologized, then let go of Qiao Jiusheng's hand.
Qiao Jiusheng retracted her hand and put down the bowl. She then quickly shook her hand.
Fang Yusheng's warmth was still on the back of her hand, but this warmth was scorching hot.
She quickly moved away from Fang Yusheng and sat in her seat to heartily eat. Fang Yusheng wiped the grease off his mouth. He looked to be in no hurry to leave the table; he just quietly sat opposite Qiao Jiusheng. He could not see her eating, yet he maintained a happy smile.
Qi Bufan's eyes darted between the couple. He then looked down at his bowl and silently increased the speed of his meal.
He had to quickly leave after dinner. He could not delay these two people's 'tender feelings.'
