Gu Han was momentarily blocked, like a deflated balloon, sluggishly returning to his seat, and still glared fiercely at Zhou Chengze. Damn him, calling him Little Han Han.
He's a real man! A real man!!
Xu Muyun was away on a business trip and couldn't come. The large table that could accommodate ten people now seated only four, making the whole private room seem empty.
A waiter dressed in Hanfu brought the dishes. Each dish's presentation and design had been carefully crafted, just by looking at it one's appetite would increase, as Qi Cheng had mentioned at noon, the school food was getting worse. Tang Yanqi hadn't eaten much at lunchtime, and now looking at these dishes, she wouldn't let herself be deprived. Joking aside, it's Shengtang City. She didn't know if she would have another chance to come here.
