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At this time, the waiter brought over the roast duck and other dishes they had ordered, filling the table.

“Ah, it’s got color, fragrance, and taste,” Luo Ziling greedily looked at the table full of delicious food and said with a smile to Yang Qingyin, “Comrade senior sister whose stomach has been hungry for a while, isn’t it time to start eating?”

“I’ve lost my appetite,” Yang Qingyin sat without moving, her rosy cheeks had long since lost their charm and were replaced with feelings of grievance and annoyance, “I had no idea that I would run into my mom here, nor could I have imagined that she would barge directly into the private room.”

Having only known Luo Ziling for a short time, although they often walked hand in hand, they had not pierced through that layer, not discussing any topics related to emotions. In other words, everything was still hazy. This feeling was good, so good that it was intoxicating, but also incredibly delicate; if disturbed by some worldly matter, it might completely change its flavor.

Her mother barging in while they were flirtatiously bantering had shattered the beautiful feeling in an instant.

She was fearful that Luo Ziling would misunderstand, even more afraid that he would change his view and thoughts of her because of it, so she was very angry about her mother’s rash action, becoming emotionally disturbed. She also resented the person who had leaked the news of her date with Luo Ziling to her mother.

She knew that it was someone who had been following her that told her mom about the date with Luo Ziling, otherwise, such a coincidence wouldn’t have happened.

“It’s okay, bumping into your mom by chance is also a kind of fate,” Luo Ziling didn’t care in the slightest, took a piece of pancake with his clean hands and, after wrapping some roast duck, handed it to Yang Qingyin, “If you’re hungry, eat quickly. By the way, your mom is quite beautiful, you look a lot like her, she is also very kind.”

Yang Qingyin hesitated for a moment, but finally still took the roast duck Luo Ziling handed her and began to eat elegantly.

Luo Ziling, clearly hungry, commenced to gorge himself on the food, praising the deliciousness of the roast duck as he ate.

Seeing Luo Ziling eat so happily and without any hint of awkwardness, Yang Qingyin felt a little relieved.

Actually, she had specially brought Luo Ziling here today to eat roast duck and then casually stroll around.

The last time she came here, she had coincidentally run into her younger brother, Yang Qingye, which had resulted in unhappiness and lost interest.

Today she wanted to make it up to Luo Ziling with a delicious meal of roast duck, followed by a joyful stroll together before heading back to school to sleep. She could never have dreamed that such an incident would occur, bumping into her own mother at Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant.

Although the roast duck was delicious, Yang Qingyin didn’t enjoy her meal due to the loss of interest.

Luo Ziling, on the other hand, ate with great relish, devouring all the food Yang Qingyin left untouched.

After finishing their meal, Yang Qingyin suggested leaving the roast duck restaurant.

“Do you want to say goodbye to your mom?” Luo Ziling whispered as they left the private room.

“No need, she must have already left,” Yang Qingyin said as she put on her glasses and hat, quickly walking downstairs.

Once they were outside of the roast duck restaurant and arrived at Qianmen Street, Luo Ziling quietly asked Yang Qingyin, “Senior sister, what’s the plan now?”

“What do you want to do?” Yang Qingyin actually wanted to go back, but she was too embarrassed to dampen Luo Ziling’s spirits.

“Not feeling too cheerful?” Seeing Yang Qingyin force a smile, Luo Ziling chuckled and asked, “Are you mad at your mom, or mad at me?”

“Why would I be mad at you?” Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes at Luo Ziling.

“I’m sorry for being so ugly and embarrassing you in front of your mom,” Luo Ziling laughed even more lecherously, “If I had known, I would have dressed up nicely today to make you proud.”

“Why should I be proud of you?”

“If I were handsomer than I am now, your mom would definitely find it a pleasure to look at, and then she’d be even happier, and you’d have more face.”

“You’re not anyone to me, why should I care about having face?” Yang Qingyin said, her lips curling up slightly, her expression already much more relaxed than when Chen Qiaoyu barged into the private room.

“I’m your junior, a genuine junior,” Luo Ziling pointed dramatically at his own face, “If this junior accompanies you, his senior, to dinner and looks too shabby, wouldn’t that be a grievous offense to your image?”

Luo Ziling’s words and exaggerated expression made Yang Qingyin unable to hold back her laughter, and she chuckled.

When she laughed, she radiated charm and indescribable allure, and Luo Ziling was mesmerized.

“What are you looking at,” noticing Luo Ziling gazing at her intently, Yang Qingyin’s face turned red, and after spitting disdainfully, she rebuked, “Keep staring and I’ll gouge out your eyeballs.”

“Then go ahead and gouge, I still want to look,” Luo Ziling shamelessly continued to stare at Yang Qingyin’s blushing, charming face, unabashedly proclaiming, “Such a beautiful girl, it’s a waste not to look, even if looking is free.”

“You’re so annoying,” Yang Qingyin reached out to touch Luo Ziling’s face, forcibly turning it away, “You’re not allowed to look, not allowed, or I’ll ignore you from now on.”

“It’s okay if I pay attention to you,” Luo Ziling said, and, seizing Yang Qingyin’s hand that was pushing his face, he hurried forward, “Let’s go, let’s see what fun places there are around Dashilan and Qianmen, according to the Yanjing travel guide, this is a must-visit spot.”

“You actually looked at travel guides?” Yang Qingyin, unable to break free, let Luo Ziling pull her along, “With such an amazing guide like your senior here, you still checked travel guides?”

“Alright then, let the Great Guide Yang take me on a night tour of Qianmen Dashilan. I’ll pay the guide fee.”

“There are lots of delicious things there, it’ll be enough for you to treat me later,” after the banter with Luo Ziling, the awkwardness and annoyance from her mother Chen Qiaoyu’s sudden appearance had disappeared, and Yang Qingyin was again the picture of charming cuteness, holding Luo Ziling’s hand tightly and walking happily forward.

The two quickly made their way to the vicinity of Dashilan.

Since it was still early, the area around Dashilan was bustling with activity, filled with tourists everywhere.

Hand in hand, they strolled through the crowd with great interest.

In the evening, with no worries on their mind, neither of them wore glasses.

Their handsome appearances drew a lot of attention, and many couldn’t help but look back at them after passing by.

“A lot of people are noticing you,” Luo Ziling teased Yang Qingyin, “It’s because you are so beautiful.”

“I should be beautiful, what can you do about it?” Yang Qingyin playfully looked at Luo Ziling while lightly biting her lip, “I’m a high-quality product made by my parents.”

Watching Yang Qingyin bite her lip in front of him, utterly adorable and charming, Luo Ziling found himself suffused with tender feelings.

Driven by an impulsive thought, he suddenly leaned in and pecked a kiss on Yang Qingyin’s lip that she was gently biting.