Half an hour later, Su Yu's luxurious car drove into a food street outside X High School.
Su Yu sat in the car and his expression was dark as he looked at the rice noodle shop with its shabby door, simple signboard, narrow space, and several napkins on the ground. "Are you sure you want to treat me to a meal here?"
"Of course…" Rong Yan got out of the car.
Closing the car door, she called out to Su Yu, who was leaning out of the window. "Young Master Su, aren't you coming? This is my favorite rice noodle stop outside of my high school. Although the taste is ordinary, they're generous with the serving. I haven't been here for a long time. Thank you, Young Master Su, for letting me treat you to lunch. With this, I could relive my high school days."
Rong Yan's high school life was not good at all. She was like a top that did not stop and kept on turning. Other than going to school, she spent the rest of her time working part-time.
