But Gangzi, this simpleton, was completely oblivious and still nestled up close to Lin Ruoyu, like a puppy constantly begging for its owner's affection.
I had never seen Gangzi act so unrefined; I could only avert my gaze because if there was nothing pleasant to see, then I saw no point in looking.
After Lin Ruoyu finished ordering, she handed the menu to me, "Mr. Lin, would you like to add anything else?"
I took the menu, but Gangzi pouted and said, "Calling him Mr. Lin is too formal, just call him Xing Wen. We're good brothers after all; no need for such pleasantries."
Lin Ruoyu looked at me somewhat embarrassed, "Can I call you Xing Wen?" I nodded, "Of course, you're Gangzi's girlfriend, which makes you a friend of mine too. It's just a name; it doesn't matter that much."
