"Miss Qin, are you from Fico City?" Su Yiru finished ordering and passed the menu along, starting a conversation with a smile.
"Yes."
Qin Youxuan didn't understand what she wanted to ask and simply responded indifferently, not saying much.
"I had the privilege of visiting there once, though many years have passed without a return visit." Su Yiru's voice was soft yet carried an indescribable sense of desolation.
"It's been so many years, what's the point of thinking about it?" Ye Zhanxing, who had been silent, suddenly frowned and lowered his voice.
Seeing his displeasure, Su Yiru quickly hid her melancholy and laughed lightly, "It is in the past, maybe it's just that I'm getting older and cannot help feeling sentimental."
"Mrs. Ye is modest. You look very young. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would never have guessed you had a daughter that grown-up," Qin Youxuan suddenly spoke up.
That was the truth.
Su Yiru maintained herself very well.
