Suddenly!
The juice from the crayfish splattered onto her clothes, and she quickly stood up.
"I'll go to the restroom to deal with this, you keep eating," she said.
After speaking, she turned and left the restaurant.
Mo Chen was left sitting in the restaurant alone, suddenly feeling that the crayfish he had eaten were too spicy.
He frowned in displeasure and picked up a cup of cold drink from the table, one that Qiao Ruoxin had sipped from.
He took a couple of sips, the sweetness and the icy sensation easing the spicy numbness, which was much more comfortable.
After a while, Qiao Ruoxin came back from the restroom, regretfully saying, "Such a pity, I really liked this dress, and the oil stain won't come out."
Mo Chen glanced at the red oil on the hem of her dress and said in a deep voice, "Buy another one."
"Yeah, that's the only way," she agreed.
Qiao Ruoxin glanced at the late-night snacks on the table, surprised to notice that Mo Chen had unwittingly eaten quite a bit.
