「Starbucks.」
In a café that countless materialistic women regarded as a pretentious hotspot, Qin Fan and Jiang Yino sat facing each other. The warm coffee wafted a milky aroma through the air. For Jiang Yino, who had never been able to stomach bitterness, coffee absolutely had to have milk and sugar.
However, their doubly sweetened coffees attracted quite a few sidelong glances, all of which were filled with contempt.
Great, another couple of pretentious kids. They probably scraped together a few hundred yuan from their parents to come splurge on milk and sugar at Starbucks.
Facing their disdainful looks, Qin Fan remained completely unfazed. With his current state of mind, such trivial things could no longer affect him.
