"Yueyue, are you very tired?" Zhuo Xiangqiao tentatively asked, his inner self starting to worry. He couldn't bear it any longer; he had to succeed! He had to succeed!!!
"No, not at all..." Lin Yue continued to stir her coffee non-stop, turning an otherwise perfect cup into a sorry sight. She was merely feeling a bit uncomfortable because if it weren't for Zhuo Xiangqiao's impending arrival, Cenhuan wouldn't have left.
"Yueyue, let's go out for dinner tonight," Zhuo Xiangqiao cautiously suggested, while covertly watching Lin Yue's facial expressions from the corner of his eye.
"Go out for dinner? Where to eat..." she asked, putting down her spoon, a hint of indignation in her expression.
