The door swung open before Suyin could say anything else, Mou Gu had walked out while carrying a tray. "One pitcher of lemonade, a serving of pasta and jianbing—I'll be finishing the hot pot soon." With a quick flurry of movements, their meal and drinks were placed on the table before Mou Gu walked back into the kitchen.
"Huh, that was quick." Ning Bi picked up the pitcher and poured the lemonade into two available glasses. She didn't bother replying to Suyin's last remark; the girl wouldn't understand.
Suyin took a sip of her drink, a relaxed expression forming on her face. "Ning Bi, that man from earlier, you happened to know him?" She had changed the subject.
But Suyin had no clue how connected all of these were.
