That night, Chen Xuan's family prepared a steaming hot pot feast.
Lin Qing's bowl was never empty, always piled high with food. She accepted everything Chen Xuan's parents gave her with a big smile, never refusing a single dish.
Moreover, she was quite outgoing, able to chime in on all sorts of topics, making the dinner extremely lively.
It had been a long time since Chen Xuan had enjoyed such a bustling meal.
Not to mention that after the meal, she even insisted on doing the dishes, showing an eagerness that was almost terrifying.
He even wondered if Lin Qing was deliberately trying to make a good impression.
"Are you still working at the fast-food place?" Chen Xuan's dad asked as the four of them sat chatting in the living room after dinner.
