Wendy looked back at her and tried her best to respond: "One, one, one, my mother taught me."
"I think we'd better speak English." Li Qingling quickly switched the language mode, and after a brief self-introduction, she added: "I am Mr. Lin's closest girl."
She deliberately showed off her uniqueness.
Wendy looked surprised.
"By the way, Miss Wendy, do you know what kind of food Mr. Lin likes to eat?"
Seeing Wendy shaking her head, Li Qingling flicked her fingertips on the menu and said, "I know, as far as I know, he actually doesn't like Italian food at all."
But for you, he came.
Li Qingling didn't say the second half of the sentence.
"Qingling, that's enough." Lin Yue said at this time: "People's tastes will change."
But Li Qingling felt that he seemed to be hinting at something, and her pretty face froze: "But I don't know how!"
"Are you sure you can't?" Lin Yueruo glanced sideways at Duan Chengyi, and said with a trace of ridicule and an accusation that was too light to be heard.
After finishing speaking, he started talking to Wendy directly, using neither Chinese nor English, but Italian.
Li Qingling said quietly from the side: "What? It turns out that Mr. Lin can also speak Italian."
After listening to Lin Yue's explanation, Wendy raised her head and smiled brightly at Li Qingling: "Lin said that you are his sister. You were joking with me just now. He likes to eat Italian food."
younger sister?
Under Li Qingling's slightly mocking smile, Lin Yue clicked on the menu she was holding down and said coldly: "Raise your hand."
Li Qingling was confused and said: "This opportunity is rare, why not share a table?"
How could Lin Yue not know that she was going to sabotage her as usual? She sabotaged all the kisses she had promised him at home, but they were ladies of the family and didn't want to argue with her, so the sabotage was ruined.
But Wendy is different. If Li Qingling offends her, if she incurs revenge from the Wendy family, she will have to use up her nine lives.
Thinking of this, Lin Yue's voice became sharp: "Li Qingling, stop fooling around!"
Li Qingling bit her lower lip. When he was in front of her, he always had a serious tone like an elder. Will he always think that she is 17 years old?
Duan Chengyi caught the flash of embarrassment on her face and whispered: "Qing Ling, let's go back, otherwise the waiters will take away our tableware."
Duan Chengyi's words were a step down for her.
After Li Qingling glanced at him gratefully, she remembered something and said, "I almost forgot to introduce you. This is my college senior, whose surname is Duan."
Lin Yue looked at Duan Chengyi for the third time. This time he did not ignore him, but said: "You should keep in touch with your friends."
Li Qingling responded spontaneously: "This way I won't keep pestering you, right?"
Lin Yue closed his eyes and said indifferently: "You can understand it this way."
Li Qingling's senior is young and energetic. When she and she stand together, others will never have to guess how old they are. This is great...