"As it turns out, he doesn't like eating alone.
So, he wanted to meet Miss Xiaxia...
Mr. Xiaojiu's temperament really is difficult to read.
However, Ye Hua found that he was getting better at discerning his thoughts.
Whenever Mr. Xiaojiu seemed displeased, calling Miss Xiaxia over was the right thing to do.
He knew what he had to do in the future.
Inviting Miss Xiaxia over for dinner was as simple as uttering a sentence, wasn't it?
Why make it so complicated, by inviting Ning Anran first, then using that as a pretext to invite Miss Xiaxia...
When stepping out the door, Ye Hua couldn't help but cough lightly.
He wanted to laugh, but did not dare to.
Is it really okay for Mr. Xiaojiu to be so proud?
...
Ning Anran quickly appeared in Mu Xiaojiu's line of sight. He was reading the evening paper and did not bother with her.
Ning Anran nervously stood to the side, uncertain of where to sit.
It was not until the servant pulled a chair out for her, that she timidly sat down.
