Ancient Moon Residence, a white BMW drove in. The way was clear, and Jiang Nian got out of the car effortlessly.
"I wonder if Xu Shuang has arrived yet."
Soon, a person dressed as a waiter came over and led Jiang Nian inside to the reserved private room.
On the second floor, the lady in the cheongsam who brewed tea left first. Xu Shuang arrived shortly after, seating herself opposite Jiang Nian.
"Should we serve the dishes directly?"
"Huh?"
Xu Shuang: "That's what Qiuqiu said. She said you and she are similar. Easily hungry, not fond of chatting before meals."
Jiang Nian: "...."
Though the words were like that, he felt a bit unwilling to be classified together with Zhao Yiqiu, it felt a bit embarrassing.
Isn't there something like, people are grouped by categories?
"What about this?" He pointed at the freshly brewed tea; he hadn't even taken a sip yet, "It won't taste good later."
