Seeing Song Yan Ning staring at Fang Jingxing, Qin Yushen felt inexplicably uncomfortable inside. He leaned in close to Song Yan Ning's ear and gently whispered, "He's just a brat, nothing worth looking at."
Feeling the warmth by her ear, Song Yan Ning's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. She turned her head and gave Qin Yushen a white-eyed glance. This demon was actually flirting with her in public. Thankfully, she was just a child now, so no one would think too much of it.
Qin Yushen smiled nonchalantly. When he saw the roast duck being served, he picked up a piece of the thin pancake, used chopsticks to dip two pieces of duck leg meat into the sauce, placed them on the pancake, added some side dishes, wrapped it up, and handed it to Song Yan Ning, "Try this and see if it suits your taste."
Song Yan Ning did not reach out her hand. She had no intention of paying attention to Qin Yushen for now.
