It was dinner time when they visited the bubble tea shop, which explained the minimal crowd.
Zheng Ren was grateful for that.
As he held Xie Yiren's hand, time passed by in a blur.
A few minutes later, a waitress walked toward their table with two cups of bubble tea.
"Here are your drinks." The waitress placed the drinks on the table and stood behind Zheng Ren, curious as to how Zheng Ren would react.
Zheng Ren removed the cup's cover and looked down. A confused look crossed his face.
His bubble tea looked as if it had all the toppings in the world. It reminded him of an eight treasure porridge.
Half the cup was filled with all sorts of topping. The liquid was so viscous that it did not resemble bubble tea. Zheng Ren tried to taste the beverage with the wide-bore bubble tea straw but his attempts were futile.
The waitress asked awkwardly with a smile, "Sir, d-do you need anything else?"
