“Okay, okay, okay. Let’s not talk about it. Lunch is ready. Let’s go in and eat.”
Feng Churui entered the restaurant two minutes late. When Song Wei saw him, she felt much more relaxed and less nervous.
“Ah Rui, where did you go for so long?”
Feng Churui sat down beside her. “I walked around the courtyard. If you like it, I’ll bring you there after dinner.”
“Sure,”song Weiwei agreed happily.
“Ahem! Ah Rui, you’re sitting in the wrong seat.”Elder Yang coughed twice and interrupted the conversation between the two of them.
Elder Yang sat at the head seat. Wu Xuewei sat on his right. Song Weiwei sat on Wu Xuewei’s right. The seat on elder Yang’s left was left for him. He did not expect him to sit directly next to Song Weiwei.
The three of them lined up, and no one had to face each other.
