Zhou Qiu loved beautiful women with long black hair. When he saw Cheng Yi, it was as if he had seen his first love. Cheng Yi smiled gently, and the entire cafe lit up.
Zhou Qiu spoke softly, afraid to offend the beauty's sensibilities, "So you're Xue'er's friend. Xue'er has often mentioned you to me. What's the matter? Is there something you need from me?"
Cheng Yi bit her lip, bundled emotions spilling forth. She pretended to be in a difficult position. "I wanted to talk to you about the cooking class..."
"What's wrong with the cooking class?" Zhou Qiu asked, patiently coaxing the words out of Cheng Yi.
Cheng Yi mustered up her courage and looked Zhou Qiu in the eyes. "I was the one who ruined the ingredients. I didn't want Xue'er to get hurt."
"Why?" Zhou Qiu was stunned.
