As time went on, the number of customers entering the bar gradually increased; although there were some younger ones, even the younger patrons here tended to have a more reserved or mature demeanor compared to those at lively bars.
"Shu Rui, did you rush back from the hospital just to buy me a drink?"
Li Shuru could keep her composure, but Jiang Chen was starting to get impatient.
"When did I ever say I was treating you?"
Li Shuru said, "Let's go Dutch."
Jiang Chen was taken aback, observing the girl with her calm and serious demeanor, his sense of strangeness toward her growing stronger.
He could tell that although she appeared untroubled on the surface, there were undercurrents stirring within her, much like the Undersea Red in his glass.
When had he offended her again?
Jiang Chen introspected yet again but still couldn't pinpoint the reason.
Li Shuru, with her unusual demeanor, quietly sipped her wine.
