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Then she saw Wen Yanqing’s chewing halt, his expression indescribable, and Lin Gantang giggled.

Wen Yanqing finally realized Lin Gantang had done it on purpose, and he took a few sips of tea from beside him to suppress the pungent taste of the mustard.

“Having fun teasing me?” Wen Yanqing recovered and said with amusement.

“It was you who said any flavor would do,” Lin Gantang giggled, picking up another piece and holding it to his lips, teasingly said, “Would you dare to eat what I feed you? It might be poisoned.”

“Where would you get poison from,” Wen Yanqing didn’t believe her and took a bite.

The taste of mustard soulfully struck again.

Wen Yanqing’s expression went out of control, the spicy flavor brought tears to his eyes.

Lin Gantang laughed heartily, “See, where would I have poison? I wouldn’t poison you.”

She helped him wipe the sauce that had stuck to the corner of his lips, then picked up a piece of food and extended it toward him, “Want some? Salmon sashimi, I’ve dipped it in mustard.”

She couldn’t possibly tease him three times in a row, right? Wen Yanqing bit into it.

Then, the familiar sensation hit again.

Lin Gantang laughed uncontrollably, “Boyfriend, you’re so silly, I told you there was mustard.”

Lin Gantang laughed and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, not seeing the indulgent smile forming on Wen Yanqing’s lips.

Lin Gantang finished laughing and fed him properly without any more teasing.

Gu Zhichuan, who had taken a seat not far away, witnessed the interaction between the two. He saw Lin Gantang’s laugh, her gentle feeding of Wen Yanqing, her careful wiping of his lips, and her affectionate eyes that never left him.

A pang of sour pain tore through Gu Zhichuan’s chest, each additional glance only adding to his discomfort.

He couldn’t bear to watch any longer, hurriedly settled the bill, and turned to leave.

Hong Shuangying, who was sitting a distance away, peeked out and watched Gu Zhichuan pass by.

“Did Gu Zhichuan leave because he was upset?” Hong Shuangying’s eyes were full of excited gossip, “Who would’ve thought Wen Yanqing would come here? Just now, it looked like Gu Zhichuan still can’t get over Lin Gantang?”

“Is it strange for Wen Yanqing to come here?” Lin Huan placed Hong Shuangying’s favorite dish in front of her.

“It’s too down-to-earth, I heard before that he and Lin Gantang went to Food Street, which totally doesn’t match his persona,” Hong Shuangying sneakily glanced over at Lin Gantang again.

Lin Huan found her remarks amusing, “I’ve even seen Miss Lin’s father eating skewers in the old downtown area. Can’t life be a little casual? Do rich people not need to breathe or use the bathroom?”

“Ew, that’s so disgusting while I’m eating,” Hong Shuangying withdrew her gaze from Lin Gantang and looked at her boyfriend with suspicion, “How do you know Gantang’s dad eats skewers? Did you sneak out with friends without telling me?”

Lin Huan inwardly cursed; he had spoken without thinking.

He cleared his throat lightly, “I didn’t call you because I was afraid you wouldn’t like the place. If you’re interested, of course, I’ll take you there. It’s a good chance to introduce you to my friend.”

Hong Shuangying was pleased.

“Look at Miss Lin and Mr. Wen, they’re so affectionate, even feeding each other while eating,” Lin Huan hinted, “I wonder if food fed by a significant other tastes better.”

“Me feed you?” Hong Shuangying caught on but didn’t move her chopsticks, instead, she took out a small mirror from her bag and handed it to him.

Lin Huan was puzzled, “Why the mirror?”

“Take a look and compare yourself with Mr. Wen, if you can match up, I’ll feed you every day.”

Lin Huan had just opened the mirror when, hearing her words, he clapped it shut.

Alright, he got it, he didn’t compare.

Hong Shuangying laughed at the stricken look on Lin Huan’s face, picked up a piece of sashimi and fed it to him, “Let’s not talk about them anymore. Did you find your brother?”

Lin Huan shook his head, “It’s been years, it’s not that easy to find someone..”