Qin Yu was just sighing to herself when she suddenly felt a chill down her spine. Turning her head, she saw Senior Sister Fang's expression—it was like watching the silly little cousin from the neighboring village who couldn't recognize people properly, following a handsome boy and ending up an unwed mother.
Qin Yu: "???"
Still, she noticed that while the handsome young man did look quite surprised and happy to see her, compared to the last few times, there was a hint of hesitation and restraint. He paused for a moment in place before walking over slowly.
Hmm? Qin Yu raised her eyebrow, sensitive to the change.
It seemed like this guy wasn't all that eager to approach today, as if he was hesitating about something.
"As usual, let's sit together. Uncle Zhuang, order whatever you'd like to eat."
Qin Yu handed the menu to the Old Man, clearly accustomed to this routine—several casual meals shared had built their camaraderie.
Uncle Zhuang was polite and nodded in acknowledgment.
