Seated at his place, Tao Qi, looking at the wide array of menu items, scratched his head in frustration, unsure of what to order.
Tan Jing gave a slight smile, pulled off the demeanor of a regular, and took the initiative to order for both herself and Tao Qi. Firstly, she wanted to show off in front of Tao Qi how frequently she visited and how well she was living; secondly, she was afraid that Tao Qi might make a fool of himself, and Tan Jing did not want to be chucklingly mocked by the waitstaff.
While waiting for their meals, Tao Qi shuffled uncomfortably in his seat, looking over at Tan Jing who was leisurely sipping water across the table. He felt she seemed somewhat unfamiliar. After his return, Sister Jingjing seemed a bit different.
