Fang Chixia was startled and looked in his direction calmly.
When Luo Yibei saw the name on the caller ID of his mobile phone, he seemed to be stunned for a few seconds before picking up the phone.
With a subtle look, Fang Chixia could guess who the caller would be without even looking at the phone screen.
Sure enough, Luo Yibei's next words confirmed her guess.
"Ranran, what's the matter?" Luo Yibei's voice was calm after answering the phone.
"Have you had lunch? My chef has prepared a table. Do you want to come over?" Su Ran's voice was soft and comfortable just to listen to it.
It was very quiet in the villa, and the sound of the two people talking was amplified, and Fang Chixia could hear it standing at the kitchen door.
She was also holding two dinner plates in her hands. On the plates were two portions of freshly fried noodles. They looked average and didn't even have any side dishes. Compared with the large table prepared by Su Ran's professional chef, It couldn't be more shabby.
Lunch for two people is like the difference in their identities, like clouds and mud, one in the sky and one on the ground.
Fang Chixia had no intention of pleasing Luo Yibei, and naturally had no intention of competing with Su Ran.
Su Ran's words only made her stunned for a few seconds. After she came to her senses, she walked over holding the dinner plate as if nothing had happened.
Sitting down in her seat, she seemed to be nothing, minding her own business.
Luo Yibei looked at her calmly. To his surprise, he rejected Su Ran directly, "No, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."
After saying one sentence, he hung up the phone without even waiting for Su Ran to reply.
Fang Chixia was a little stunned by him like this, and raised his face in confusion.
Luo Yibei didn't explain anything, put another portion of noodles in front of him, took the cutlery and started eating.
After taking a few bites, he looked at her and said coldly, "Actually, I prefer the food at home to the food made by the chef."
His wording was "at home".
It felt as if Fang Chixia had been treated as family.
What your family makes belongs to your own family.
Fang Chixia looked at him blankly, her eyes obviously shocked, but her expression quickly returned to a nonchalant look.
Luo Yibei was still minding his own meal.
After finishing his plate of food in a few strokes, he looked at her and suddenly said, "I was born yesterday."
Chi Xia responded to him vaguely, not understanding why he suddenly said this to her.
It was already past her birthday before I took the initiative to tell her!
Luo Yibei stared at her calmly for a while, then suddenly said, "Isn't it time to prepare gifts at times like this? Didn't you prepare them for me?"
He said it very naturally, and it didn't feel like he was reminding others, but like he was extorting Fang Chixia's gift.
"No." Fang Chixia didn't even raise her face this time, still minding her own business.
"No?" Luo Yibei seemed a little disappointed, as if he was in disbelief, and murmured to himself, "No."
She even prepared dinner for him, how could there be no gift
Fang Chixia ignored his words and held the tableware to continue. Luo Yibei's face suddenly lifted up again, and then he said lightly, "It doesn't matter, find time to make it up for me."
"Why?" Fang Chixia paused while eating and looked at him. What she said seemed to be a little provocative.