"My dad's so pissed off," said Yang Yuecheng. "He can't believe this is what Lake West Village has become."
Since Jiang Tanyue got busy, she rarely saw her little lady friend.
But every once in a while, there would be new and interesting food sent to the Yang family.
Today was the day Jiang Tanyue set for herself to rest, and she invited Yang Yuecheng to hang out.
They didn't go to the dessert shop, but to the nearby hot pot restaurant instead.
That's right, the hot pot restaurant was up and running.
It's the second day of business, and Jiang Tanyue has already taken care of everything. Even if there were many customers, there would be enough people to serve them.
All she had to do was relax and enjoy her day off.
Jiang Tanyue was always in a good mood whenever she saw Yang Yuecheng.
Chatting with a girl who loved to talk, had a good temper, and shared her values could really help her unwind.
"Do you remember that time your uncle lost two of his fingers gambling?"
