"I know where Sister Qiao'er is. Mr. Zhao, I'll lead you there." With that, the person stepped forward and walked in front of Zhao Youting to show him the way.
Zhao Youting frowned but didn't say much. He followed the person in the direction they were leading.
After passing through a few groups of people, they soon arrived at a makeshift photo studio set up on the spot.
"Mr. Zhao, Sister Qiao'er is inside. You can just go in."
"Thank you." As the words left his mouth, he lifted the curtain of the photo studio and walked in.
The temperature inside was much higher than outside. The air was filled with the aroma of food. He looked around but didn't see Qin Qiao'er. His brows furrowed slightly, but he still patiently continued walking forward.
Obviously, more people inside knew him. Some who were aware of his identity stood up, nodded at him politely, and said, "Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Youting nodded in return.
"Mr. Zhao, may I ask what brings you here? Can we be of any help?" Two young men stood up with cheerful expressions.
"I'm here to see Qin Qiao'er."
"So you're looking for Sister Qiao'er. She's over there." These people were very enthusiastic and pointed in a certain direction for him.
Zhao Youting nodded at them and then walked in the direction they pointed. However, the closer he got, the more he noticed an unwelcome presence beside Qin Qiao'er!
What did he see?
In front of a relatively smaller square dining table, Qin Qiao'er and Xia Hankong were sitting close to each other. At this moment, Qin Qiao'er was bowing her head to eat, while Xia Hankong was looking at her with a tender look that seemed ready to drip.
How could he not understand this look? As a man, he knew that Xia Hankong had feelings for his woman, and it was a very strong desire.
No way! His eye sockets instantly darkened, as if a kind of black water called jealousy was about to overflow.
His pace suddenly quickened. He took three steps in one and walked straight towards Qin Qiao'er. When he reached her, he heavily placed the bag in his hand on the dining table.
No one knew what was inside the bag, but it made a loud thud on the table. Even several plates on the table shook up and down.
Qin Qiao'er, who was concentrating on her meal, was startled. She thought an earthquake had happened. Who would have thought that when she looked up, she saw Zhao Youting with a face darker than the bottom of a pot. Only then did she truly panic.
She immediately stood up and, like a primary school student, obediently put her hands behind her back, looking blank and helpless. She softly called out, "Youting... No, Mr. Zhao, why are you here?"
"Why am I here?" Zhao Youting suddenly laughed. Then, looking at her blank, helpless, and even a little scared expression, he suddenly felt that the other person was like a disobedient child who needed to be disciplined by him.
"I'm here to see how well our big star is eating. And as your old friend, I'm here to add some more food for you."
His gaze immediately turned to the dining table. He hadn't looked closely just now, but now that he did, he found that the food on the table was strangely familiar.
"You're eating really well. Sweet and sour spare ribs, stir-fried beef. Hehe, I wonder whose cooking is so good." At this moment, how could he not figure out the key point? He immediately shifted his gaze to Xia Hankong.
Xia Hankong didn't seem to care when he was looked at by the other person. He suddenly crossed his right leg over his left, smiled faintly, looking very calm.
"Mr. Zhao, you seem to be too hot-tempered. Sister Qiao'er is just having a meal. Do you really need to question her like this?"
These words were obviously a provocation to Zhao Youting. So how could the hot-tempered Zhao Youting bear it? The smile on his lips instantly disappeared, replaced by anger.
Seeing his expression, Qin Qiao'er was startled. She quickly stepped forward and asked, "You... Mr. Zhao, what do you want from me today?"
"Nothing. Just adding some food for you. Didn't I say so?" He glanced at Qin Qiao'er with a bit of complaint, then quickly opened the bag on the dining table.
It turned out that there was also a thermal lunch box inside. He was very fast. Before long, he took out all the food from the thermal lunch box. There was also a plate of sweet and sour spare ribs and a plate of stir-fried beef.
"I didn't expect these two dishes to be the same. Hehe! I didn't know that our big star Xia also has such good cooking skills." He looked at Xia Hankong disdainfully.
"Hehe, I didn't know that our big president Zhao also has such good cooking skills. I'm impressed."
These two tall and handsome men were now in a head-on confrontation. Qin Qiao'er stood between them, feeling caught in the middle and having a headache.
Alas, it's all her fault...
She couldn't help but lower her head where others couldn't see, thinking helplessly. Zhao Youting had called her last night and said he would come to see her at noon today. How could she forget about it?
She didn't expect Xia Hankong and Zhao Youting to conflict. It's really not good.
"Since my food is here, you can have a good meal." He sat down opposite Qin Qiao'er, folding his arms in front of his chest. His eyes were fixed on Qin Qiao'er all the time, as if she was a lamb in his mouth and couldn't escape.
Under his pressure, Qin Qiao'er had no choice but to sit back down. However, now she had no appetite at all. Facing the gazes of these two men who seemed to be staring at their prey, how could she eat in peace?
"Why aren't you eating? Do you only eat the food he made and not mine?" Zhao Youting was angry now, and he was in a mood that couldn't be appeased. His words were a bit sarcastic, which made people unhappy.
"No, no. I'll eat. Can't I?" Actually, Qin Qiao'er had almost finished eating just now. But in order to make him happier, she still picked up a big chopstick full of sweet and sour spare ribs and put them into her mouth.
While eating, she bared her teeth and praised, "It's really delicious."
"Which one tastes better, his or mine?" At this moment, a steady voice suddenly sounded in her right ear. It was Xia Hankong.
"Of course, mine tastes better. I learned this dish from a five-star chef. Even he admitted that my cooking is good and of a high standard. So you can't compare with me." Zhao Youting was obviously provoked by him. He immediately lifted his chin and said arrogantly.