Just as she was about to put the ribs into her mouth, the warmth from her lower back returned, making Qiu Mang tense. She slowly turned her head to look at Lu Yanting.

But then she saw the man staring intently at her. Qiu Mang didn't know what he was going to do, so she smiled awkwardly and continued eating her ribs.

Ji Lun had already ladled out another bowl of black chicken soup and pushed it in front of Qiu Mang, "Here, Mang, have a bowl of soup..."

"Thank you, senior!"

Qiu Mang was completely unaware of Lu Yanting's piercing gaze and lowered her head to drink the soup.

The moment she looked down, she clearly felt the hand behind her move from her waist to her back. At that moment, Lu Yanting's hand was gripping her bra strap, as if he was about to untie it in the next second.

Qiu Mang's eyes widened in shock. She didn't dare to move, and slowly turned her head to look at Lu Yanting.

Lu Yanting made no attempt to hide the deliberate intent in his eyes, raising an eyebrow with a wicked grin.

Qiu Mang then realized that every time she ate something Ji Lun put on her plate, Lu Yanting would put his hand on her waist and warn her. This time, Lu Yanting's warning was clearly more forceful.

Qiu Mang then came to her senses and slowly put the soup aside.

"What's wrong, Amang? Is the soup not to your liking?" Ji Lun asked anxiously upon seeing this.

“Sir,” Lu Yanting leaned back lazily in his chair, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Didn't you say you'd help Qiu Li remove the fish bones? The little brat has almost finished the fish, aren't you going to continue?"

Qiu Li glanced at her bowl piled high with fish and replied with a touch of childish innocence, "Big brother, this..."

"You haven't had enough to eat yet, have you?"

Lu Yanting leaned forward, his slender fingers gently lifting to wipe the rice grains stuck to the little girl's lips.

Qiu Li looked up at Lu Yanting's deep eyes and nodded unconsciously, as if possessed.

Ji Lun smiled gently and readily agreed, "Sure! Since Xiao Qiu Li loves it so much, I'll continue picking out the fish bones for her later!"

After saying that, Ji Lun ladled out another bowl of tomato and egg soup and pushed it in front of Qiu Mang. "A Mang, was the black chicken soup too greasy? Try this. It's sweet and sour, and it's perfect for cutting through the grease."

Qiu Mang subconsciously looked up at Lu Yanting, only to see him still leaning lazily against the back of his chair, seemingly nonchalant. But Qiu Mang knew that if she dared to drink this soup, Lu Yanting would definitely cause some big trouble.

So Qiu Mang handed the soup to Qiu Li, forcing a smile on her face, and said softly, "Come on, Li, you're still growing, you should eat more!"

Lu Yanting glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, a slight smile playing on his lips. Very good! It's good that you know your limits!

Qiu Li was eating the fish that Ji Lun had cleaned for her while drinking tomato and egg soup, when she found a bowl of black chicken soup being pushed towards her.

"Ah Li, drink this too!" Qiu Mang said softly.

Xiao Qiuli pouted. She was just a three-year-old baby with a small appetite. Her older sister knew her usual appetite, so why was she being asked to eat so much today?

But looking into her sister's eyes, she pouted and swallowed back the refusal that was on the tip of her tongue.

At the dinner table, Lu Yanting had already put down his chopsticks and was sitting leaning back in his chair, looking relaxed and casual.

Qiu Mang was afraid of angering Lu Yanting, so she just ate her meal in silence, not daring to speak to Ji Lun at all. She was very careful when picking up food, afraid that she might accidentally touch the man's sore spot again.

Qiu Li frowned as she looked at the bowl full of fish and meat, with two bowls of soup pushed over by her sister. Having grown up in the countryside, she had developed a habit of not wasting food, so she lowered her head and started eating.

The entire dining table was eerily quiet, save for the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks. To ease the awkwardness, Ji Lun cleared his throat and asked, "Mr. Lu, what do you do for a living?"

The sudden sound broke the silence, and Qiu Mang's heart clenched. She was afraid that Lu Yanting's identity would be exposed. If that happened, the fact that two people with such different economic conditions and social statuses were seeing each other so frequently would make anyone guess that there must be some unspeakable secret between her and Lu Yanting.

She didn't want to expose her miserable situation to others.

So she said softly, "He's just an ordinary office worker."

Lu Yanting frowned, glanced at her, but ultimately offered no explanation.

"Oh, so where does Mr. Lu work?" Ji Lun asked after taking a bite of his food.

Lu Yanting loosened his tie and said somewhat awkwardly, "It's just a small company, not worth mentioning."

Ji Lun glanced at the Rolex watch on Lu Yanting's wrist, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled. "I see. May I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?" Lu Yanting raised an eyebrow slightly.

Qiu Mang sat up straight, secretly praying that Ji Lun wouldn't ask any outrageous questions, otherwise, given Lu Yanting's unpredictable nature, who knew what kind of trouble he might cause.

Ji Lun scratched his head and said somewhat awkwardly, "It's like this, I'm currently the business manager of our company, and I have to go out to meet clients every day."

After a pause, he continued, "Mr. Lu, you are also a working person, so you should know that many customers nowadays judge people by their appearance. Therefore, I gritted my teeth and spent a year's salary to buy myself two suits, and also bought a lot of shirts to match the suit jackets."

Qiu Mang then remembered that every time he saw Ji Lun, he was wearing suit pants and a white shirt, so it seemed that he had just finished meeting with clients.

"Um."

Lu Yanting nodded, signaling him to continue, but his eyes remained indifferent, as if he had no interest in Ji Lun's words.

But Ji Lun suddenly changed the subject, looking at him with a sincere expression, "Mr. Lu, I just realized that I might have been ripped off when I bought those clothes before. I just kept your suit. The fabric and details are very well made. It can definitely be said to be haute couture. I wonder where you bought it? Could you recommend it to me?"

Lu Yanting was completely stumped by his question and didn't know how to answer it.

"Also, that Rolex watch on your wrist is so realistic it could easily be mistaken for the real thing. If you hadn't said you worked at a small company, I would have thought it was genuine!"

As he spoke, Ji Lun grabbed Lu Yanting's wrist without saying a word, examining it carefully again and again, constantly making sounds of admiration.

This was the first time Lu Yanting had encountered such a situation, and he had no idea what to do. He tried to pull his hand away, but couldn't, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.