"Shen Zhaozhao, something's off with you," Sang Youyou eyed her suspiciously.
"Not at all," Shen Zhaozhao instinctively denied.
"If you're fine, why on earth are you drinking beer?" Sang Youyou grew more convinced there was something troubling the girl.
"Can't I try it out of curiosity?" Shen Zhaozhao stubbornly retorted.
"Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, let's drop it," Sang Youyou didn't press her.
"It's not that I don't want to talk, I'll tell you about it later," she felt annoyed for some reason but couldn't quite pinpoint why.
As the dishes arrived one after the other, they quickly lost themselves in the food.
As for the beer, Shen Zhaozhao took one sip and gave up.
The taste was too strange for her; she couldn't get used to it!
