813 Doesnst Get Tired of Chicken Wings (1/2)

Su Yue casually glanced ahead. She smiled. ”Brother Qi Lei.”

Her sweet voice sounded so happy.

Brother Qi Lei? Ming Ansheng, who was about to drive off, stole a glance through the rearview mirror. He saw Qi Lei holding a container.

He frowned. 'Did this fellow make chicken wings for her again?'

Qi Lei made his way towards Su Yue, and he smiled shyly at her. Ming Ansheng, on the other hand, was still pondering. ”Su Yue.”

He lifted the container to show her. ”Your dinner.”

”Thank you.” Su Yue received the container and opened it eagerly. She caught a whiff of the delicious food and smiled—she looked so blissful. ”It smells so nice. I'm starving right now.”

She rubbed her belly, and the smile turned into a mischievous grin.

Starving? Why didn't she tell him? If she had told him, he would have brought her out for dinner!

He doesn't have the tendency to torture children!

Ming Ansheng frowned, looking annoyed. He opened the door and got off his car.

Su Yue was already devouring a chicken wing and Qi Lei was teasing her. ”You're such a glutton. Can't you wait until you get home?”

”Your chicken wings are nicer than Kentucky Fried Chicken.” Su Yue praised Qi Lei's cooking.

Qi Lei bashfully smiled although it secretly pleased him that a pretty girl had praised him.

He nagged, ”Hurry and go up.”

Both of them completely ignored Young Master Ming.

He watched them from a short distance away and they didn't even offer him a glance.