Hearing this, Cha Qing Luo looked at the chair beside her and smiled happily.
She sat down on the chair, held her chin, and said with a smile,""Nan Jateng, after you're done with your work, let's go for dinner together?"
As she spoke, Cha Qing Luo looked forward to Nan jiateng's reaction.
Nan jiateng stopped in his tracks. His eyes were distant, and no one could tell what he was feeling.
Cha Qing Luo thought that Nan jiateng had been frightened by her appearance at lunch, so she continued to whisper,""Don't worry, I won't eat too much for dinner. "
Nan jiateng turned around and saw Cha Qingluo sitting on the chair with her head lowered. Her hands were twisted together, and she looked pitiful.
Nan jiateng's heart suddenly softened, and he didn't know why he was so soft-hearted.
"I'll be eating late tonight. "
"It's okay. I eat very late too. I ate a lot at noon, so I'm not hungry yet. "
