Zhang Yuan's eyes circled around him twice, landing on his face, staring without straying, and chuckled, "I just think you're handsome, so came over to take a look. Oh, and also to keep an eye on my Niannian."
Luoz's hand trembled causing the knife and fork to crash together, ringing out a "ding" sound. He concluded that this person was like Su Nian, a smiling tiger.
Let him look, Luoz thought, as long as it doesn't hinder his work.
Under Zhang Yuan's eagle-eyed gaze, Luoz swallowed a piece of steak and reached for a napkin to wipe his mouth.
The two of them chatted aimlessly in the room. Amazingly, the conversation flowed so effortlessly between two strangers, from global geography to various famous wines, from America to England. Zhang Yuan spent a great amount of time rambling, but she simply wouldn't leave.
