Cen Jin jogged to the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, eagerly awaiting. After just a minute, she saw a tall figure in a black coat appearing in her sight, and a smile naturally spread across her face.
Jiang Baizhou walked up to her, frowning with displeasure: "Why did you come out? You didn't even put on a coat, don't you know it's cold outside?"
"Not cold, it's quite warm inside, let's go in! Nan Jiayan is also here." Cen Jin smiled sweetly, intimately linking her arm with his.
"Nan Jiayan?" Jiang Baizhou's face showed a hint of surprise.
Cen Jin linked his arm and walked in, nodding: "Yeah, we happened to run into him, probably he came with his gallery colleagues to eat hot pot. I just felt a bit awkward earlier, so I thought to break that atmosphere by coming out to meet you."
