She always felt that trying to make amends was somewhat contrived. You can only take it slowly and let the young girl cheer up a bit, "What would you like to eat?"
"Ah?" Jian Dan looked over confusedly, seeing Bo Qin's distinct and handsome profile. Startled, he then averted his gaze, his fingers tightening as he suppressed the nervousness at the bottom of his heart, "I'm fine with anything, Uncle Qin. What would you like to eat?"
"Is there anything good to eat near your school?"
"Yes, but I'm worried you might not like the environment there," Jian Dan said cautiously. It was a small shop with great flavors but very narrow, located down a small alley. Bo Qin always dined in grandeur, and she was worried he would not find it acceptable.
It wasn't that he despised the environment or looked down upon anyone, but the environment in which he grew up shaped his standards.
