Xia Mufan, frustrated to the core, dragged him out from the restroom and pushed him towards the dining table, "Eat your meal!"
Jiang Liang bowed his head, cautiously picked up his chopsticks, and an air of discomfort emanated from him, as if he didn't even know how to hold them properly.
Chuzheng reminded him, "Your face mask."
This Good Person Card was a bit dully cute.
Upon hearing her words, Jiang Liang almost buried his face in his bowl.
Xia Mufan couldn't bear to look, bringing his hand to his forehead in despair.
He was wrong.
With Jiang Liang being in this state, it would be a miracle if anyone took a fancy to him.
Jiang Liang carefully pulled down his mask and continued to eat with his head lowered.
"Cough," Xia Mufan tried to alleviate the awkwardness, "Do you drink alcohol? We have red wine and champagne, as well as soft drinks."
Chuzheng didn't mind, "Anything's fine."
Instead of getting wine, Xia Mufan grabbed a soft drink.