Then what?

He should say it!

Yan Yirou looked at him anxiously.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and the manager came in with the waiters, placing one fragrant dish after another on the table.

"Please enjoy your meal, distinguished guests."

The manager and waiters left the private room one after another.

"Let's eat, I'm starving." Mu Zhihang picked up his chopsticks.

Yan Yirou: "..."

No, she was still waiting for him to finish eating, so how did he start eating?

Seeing her sullen expression, Gu Chenye comforted her, "Let's eat first, I'll talk to you later."

"Oh." Yan Yirou looked at all the food she liked in front of her and, not wanting to miss out on such delicious food, she quickly started eating.

Yan Yirou ate with great relish.

But Mu Zhihang was a little surprised by how she ate.

It seems that in his memory, when he ate with a woman, he would eat slowly and very little.

Is this what makes Miss Yan different from other young ladies?

Mu Zhihang thought back to when he and Gu Chenye first joined the army. Eating was not called eating; it was a free-for-all. If you were a little slow, there would only be a steamed bun left. Moreover, you couldn't eat slowly because you could be called out for training at any time. You had to put down your food if you hadn't finished eating or were not full.

Looking at it this way, Miss Yan's meal is indeed quite a sight to behold.

Gu Chenye was happy to see Yan Yirou eating so happily. But as soon as he looked up, he noticed Mu Zhihang staring at Yan Yirou with an irresistible grin.

Gu Chenye really wanted to teach him a lesson, but he couldn't do it in front of Yan Yirou.

He asked with a half-smile, "What are you thinking about?"