When she said that, a figure appeared in her head, and she clenched her fist, growling in her head. "Damn you, Alex. Did you think I was trying to flirt with you or something? How dare you use such a cheap trick to escape?"
Meanwhile, Vera looked between Noa and her uncle, seemingly satisfied with the answer. She quietly picked up another skewer of stinky tofu, her mind momentarily distracted, while Tianzhu, feeling a tinge of discomfort, returned to his food, trying to ignore the lingering tension in the air.
Theo, watching all of this from behind like a silent spectator, muttered under his breath. "Oh, please. Who are you kidding, Vera? You just wanted to keep Uncle busy so that you could date a boy."
*
By the time late afternoon arrived, they had finished their informal food tour, and Noa bid her farewell because of an urgent meeting that had come up before the flight.
Meanwhile, Tianzhu made one last stop.
A church.
