After class, Bai Qinghan, driving his ostentatious Lamborghini, brought An Yan to Moon Restaurant.
An Yan frowned, "Here?"
Bai Qinghan puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, let's go." An Yan was somewhat uneasy, hoping not to encounter Fu Shiyan.
Entering Moon Restaurant, the waiter led Bai Qinghan and An Yan to a reserved table.
Seated at the table was a woman wearing a bright red short dress, her face half-hidden by large sunglasses, revealing only her bright red lips.
She sat with arms crossed and legs intertwined, like a proud peacock.
Bai Qinghan reached out to hold her hand, but An Yan glanced at him and only linked her arm through his.
Looking at her delicate hand, he smiled with his eyes, "That works too."
Bai Qinghan led her to their seats and looked at the woman across the table, "Miss Qu, hello."
