Song Qiao slightly raised her eyebrows, counter-asked with a smile, "So when are you planning to make your life complete?"
Ning Wan was caught off guard by the question, stuttering for a long time without saying a word, and finally, her face turned stern as she blurted out, "Eat!"
Song Qiao uttered an "Oh," reached for her chopsticks to pick up some dishes, and from time to time, she would lift her eyes to look at her. The faint smile on her face was very meaningful, and her thoughtful gaze seemed to be planning how to sell her off, yet she remained silent.
In the beginning, Ning Wan managed to ignore Song Qiao's look, but after being stared at for so long, she eventually couldn't resist it, feeling somewhat creeped out, "Qiaoqiao, you... don't look at me like that, if you have any questions, just ask directly."
Originally, tonight was supposed to be her hard pressing Qiaoqiao, but after just a few words, it turned out that she was the one being hard pressed.
