Not all unexpected encounters are a cause for joy.
At least at this moment, neither Hong Xiaoyu who is sitting nor the standing girl showed any hint of pleasure on their faces.
"What a coincidence."
With no escape, Hong Xiaoyu stood up, squeezing out a smile.
It was the standard awkward yet polite response.
The girl, of course, was none other than Ren Miao, who had previously declined his invitation yet dined with another man.
It was clear that Ren Miao was not entirely at ease either, but life isn't a movie—there's no script, so it often doesn't give one time to prepare.
"...A friend came to see me, I invited him for dinner..."
Ren Miao instinctively explained, looking towards the direction of the young man reflexively.
Having seen the two enter, Hong Xiaoyu, of course, understood what was going on. Although he had been hesitant before, now that they had run into each other, he at least managed to maintain the demeanor of a man.
