Li Qing turned her head and looked again at the young couple sitting by the window, "Look, Xiao Shi is over there."
Ning Youguang paused for a mont, following her gaze.
This ti, she carefully observed the young couple.
The man was fair and quiet, with well-defined features and a good temperant—a handso guy.
He should be the handso guy Li Qing had a crush on.
The woman was no taller than 1.6 ters, with short legs and an average face.
Her only physical advantages might just be her large chest and perky butt.
"She... is the female playboy from your company?" She was surprised.
"Yes, it’s your first ti seeing such an ordinary-looking female playboy, right?" Li Qing’s face was a bit unsightly, "I often saw her ex-boyfriend downstairs at the company. He was a plain-looking short and chubby guy, the kind you wouldn’t rember even after a few glances on the street. But seeing them together, her ex-boyfriend treated her very well, almost to the point of obsession."
"Then why..."
"Just last month, didn’t the handso guy ask out? He even asked to invite her along. I didn’t think much of it and asked her. Back then, many n and won from both companies almost ford a dating group, so everyone drove to a farm to have fun. I thought the handso guy was inviting , and I went on a diet for nearly a month, losing eight pounds in the process. But once there, I realized I was just being used as a tool..."
Recalling the last ti at the farm, when the handso guy’s eyes were glowing as he watched Xiao Shi, and his attentive service.
That scene was like the legendary knight protecting his Shrek princess.
Just thinking about it made Li Qing feel disgusted.
She indeed covered her face and retched.
"Drink so water." Ning Youguang refilled her cup with barley tea.
Li Qing picked it up and drank the entire cup in one gulp, suppressing her overwhelming feeling of nausea.
"After realizing it, I found an excuse to leave early. Not long after, I saw them being affectionate downstairs at the company; her ex-boyfriend never appeared again. He must have been kicked out."
"So, you don’t understand?"
"Yes, I really can’t understand why such a good-looking handso guy would be so blind and like her?"
"It does seem like they don’t match."
"You know, a lot of people in our building find it baffling." She had been struggling with it for over two months, unable to let it go.
The waiter started serving the dishes.
Li Qing picked up a clean pair of chopsticks and placed a big piece of fried shrimp into Ning Youguang’s bowl, "My dear, please help . I don’t want to be troubled by these..." She was about to say "this pair of bastards," but realizing she had nothing to do with the handso guy, she changed her words, "by them."
"You can’t move on by yourself?" Ning Youguang picked up the fried shrimp and gently took a bite.
Salty, fragrant, and crispy, quite tasty.
"You know , my professional studies were just so-so. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be an HR now."
Ning Youguang didn’t speak, continuing to eat the shrimp.
Li Qing clasped her hands in prayer, "My dear, I’m begging you, please help . I often have insomnia. If this continues, you might not see for much longer as I’ll die young, you know."
Indeed, a free al doesn’t taste good.
"When are you free? Co to my studio. This isn’t the place for consulting."
"Next Saturday, how about it?"
"9:00 AM, co to my dorm."
"No problem. Love you so much. Here, have a tuna sushi."
...
In the evening, at the Ning family restaurant.
Ming Chao brought out a plate of garlic abalone his mother had just cooked from the kitchen.
Behind him, Ming Jinxin was untying her apron.
"Co, Tangtang and Xiao Er, try the garlic abalone I made myself."
"Auntie, this abalone slls so good!" Without even seeing the abalone, Zhao Sui, sitting at the dining table, started to flatter from afar.
He and Zhou Tang had spent the entire morning trying to get an invitation to the Ning family dinner from their brother but failed, so they shalessly contacted Ming Jinxin to ask if they could co over for dinner.
Ming Jinxin was very familiar with these two friends of her son.
Since they all lived in the sa building, they often ran into each other.
So, there was no way she would refuse their request to co to her ho for dinner.
Moreover, she warmly promised to cook two of her specialty dishes for them that evening.
Hence the scene in front of them.
"Auntie, I didn’t know you were such a great cook. We’re so lucky today," Zhou Tang also sincerely praised.
"You haven’t even tasted it yet." Ming Chao placed the dish on the table, slightly frowning.
"It looks so delicious." Zhou Tang looked at the table full of dishes, unable to stop himself from swallowing.
There’s no need for acting skills when complinting Auntie Ming’s cooking.
Just from the appearance of the dishes, her cooking skills seed decent.
Although, of the entire table of dishes, only two were cooked by her hand—the garlic abalone just served and the scallop squash.
"No need to stare, just dig in." Ning Yi picked up his chopsticks, about to take so abalone, when he noticed his daughter Qing Lingling’s gaze had already turned towards him.
He awkwardly smiled, "I’ll have squash."
He imdiately rerouted his chopsticks, picked up a few slices of scallop squash, and stuffed them into his mouth.
Frowning, he swallowed with difficulty.
The woes of a at-loving father, sothing a vegetarian daughter could never comprehend.
Throughout Ning Yi and his sister’s interaction, Zhou Tang and Zhao Sui watched in astonishnt.
They hadn’t expected that Director Ning, who was so authoritative outside, would be so obedient in front of his daughter at ho.
Wanting to eat abalone, he had to check his daughter’s expression first?!
Still, no matter their inner turmoil, it didn’t stop them from reaching for the food.
Boldly, they picked up their chopsticks and launched an attack on the garlic abalone Ming Jinxin had made herself.
The mont they tasted it, they were genuinely impressed.
"Auntie, this tastes amazing." Zhou Tang gave Ming Jinxin a thumbs up.
The abalone was tender, fresh, and chewy, with the aromatic flavor of garlic adding layers to the taste, making their appetite imdiately increase.
Anyone who cooks appreciates having their dishes well-received.
Ming Jinxin picked up the serving chopsticks and added a piece of abalone to each of their bowls, smiling brightly as she said, "Normally, our als are prepared by the staff. During family gatherings, I’ll cook a bit. If you want to eat, just tell in advance. Being neighbors, it’s easy to have als here."
Such generosity?!
Zhou Tang and Zhao Sui squinted with joy.
"Alright, Auntie, we’ll bother you more in the future." Zhao Sui said.
"Next ti, we’ll prepare the ingredients ourselves." Zhou Tang said.
"Yes, yes."
Ming Chao watched them and couldn’t help but laugh.
He didn’t say anything to dampen the mood, instead picking up a bowl to pour himself so beef atball soup.
Then he picked up Ning Youguang’s bowl and poured her a bowl of beef atball soup, gently placing it in her dish.
"Thanks, brother."
The interaction between the brother and sister—what can I say?
It was intimate and natural, with no pretense or politeness.
Zhou Tang and Zhao Sui, though seemingly carefree, had enough savvy.
By the end of the al, after observing the Ning family’s interactions.
They were sure of one thing.
The relationship between Ming Chao and his stepsister was really quite good!
This Ning family sister, though not famous outside, was indeed favored at ho. 1314
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