"Shen Yunfang?"
Shen Yunfang had just paid and settled at the table when she heard someone calling her from behind. She turned around in surprise and seemed to recognize the person.
Looking at the man approaching her, Shen Yunfang racked her brain. What was the name of that literary club president again? Dai, Dai something Fei?
"What a coincidence, you're out eating by yourself," said the casually approaching Dai something Fei, as if he hadn't noticed the two kids beside her.
Oh right, his name was Dai Zhifei.
"Heh, I'm actually here with my son and daughter. If you're shortsighted, you should get glasses soon. If you don't take it seriously, you might go blind later," Shen Yunfang kindly suggested. In fact, she wanted to say he was already blind.
Only then did Dai Zhifei lower his head to see the two little rascals staring at him, "Heh, these are your kids? They're quite beautiful."
"Thank you," Shen Yunfang politely expressed her gratitude.
