The shop attendant took the opportunity to peek at Qiao Nian again. She seemed puzzled but only politely said, "Guests, take your time. Call me if you need anything."
"Thank you," the girl replied lazily in a slightly hoarse voice.
The shop assistant grabbed the tray and looked at her for a few more seconds before leaving.
Qiao Nian casually inserted the straw into the can and lowered her head to take two sips of the Coke.
"Is something the matter?"
Old Master Ye wasn't here to drink, to begin with. He pondered before slowly speaking, "After you guys left last night, someone found me and talked about you."
"Who was it?" Qiao Nian let go of the Coke and sat back.
Ye Maoshan observed her expression and said, "Your grandmother."
Qiao Nian was leaning against her seat with her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, looking a little sleepy, exuding a lazy and casual aura.
