Fan Meinan raised her head and was shocked to see Zhang Heng standing in front of her.
"Why are you here?!"
"I went to your room earlier, but you weren't there, "Zhang Heng said. He grabbed a bottle of Coke from the shelf beside him and walked over to the counter to pay. "I came in from the front door and came out the back door to look for you."
"I'm not asking how you found this convenience store, but how you knew I was here?"
Zhang Heng didn't answer the question. He opened the Coke can and took a sip. Then he pulled the chair next to Fan Meinan and sat down. "How serious is it?" he asked as he looked into her eyes.
"How serious is what?" Fan Meinan looked a little guilty, "I just came here for minor surgery. I don't want everyone to know about it, especially when I think about how I might have to accept your hypocritical greetings later."
