"I'm not a love-struck idiot," Li Juezhou immediately denied, his expression entirely serious.
When Sang Ning finally sat upright, Li Juezhou chuckled and corrected her word by word, "I'm a Sang Ning-struck idiot."
"Ewwww!" Sang Ning was thoroughly cringed out by Li Juezhou's cheesiness, hugging her arms and leaning back against the chair.
The meal was uneventful and generic; Li Juezhou didn't feel any hint of a romantic atmosphere.
Sang Ning completely treated him as just an ordinary friend. The only difference was that he held the coveted title of "intern boyfriend."
By the time they finished eating, the sky outside had already darkened to the shade of ink.
Sang Ning thought the date would end here, but to her surprise, Li Juezhou suggested they head to the lakeside for a walk to digest their food.
A walk was fine, but Sang Ning assumed Li Juezhou would try to create some romance by choosing a lakeside adorned with colorful string lights.
