Lan Xin Ai had no chance to refuse as Grandpa Lan said a few more words before hanging up the phone.
With no other choice, Lan Xin Ai rushed to the Love Coffee Shop in a great hurry.
The Love Coffee Shop, aglow with lights in the evening, was filled with people sitting here and there, laughing and playing around.
Lan Xin Ai quickly noticed a clean-cut man sitting by the window. His thick glasses added a scholarly touch to his appearance. He was the only one holding a red rose.
She approached politely and opened the conversation, "Hello, are you Mr. Jiang?"
The man's gaze fell on Lan Xin Ai. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt, her long rounded thighs were wrapped in jeans, her face was entrancing and alluring, like a peach blossom in full bloom.
Although he had seen many beautiful women, he rarely saw ones that were as stunning and elegant as her.
The man warmly greeted her, "You are Miss Lan Xin Ai, right?"
