In the private room of the hotpot restaurant, an Yue and an Shiyu sat opposite each other.
She was holding the menu in her hand and ordering the dishes that the two of them liked.
An Shijin looked at her and replied to her from time to time.
She looked at the dishes she had ordered. After she was sure that it was enough and that she would not waste it, she passed the menu to the waiter next to her.
"Brother, why did you come to pick me up today?" she asked, looking at an shizheng.
"It's strange for me to pick you up?" An Shiyu frowned.
He felt that her words made their relationship sound very distant.
"A little." An Yue looked at him carefully."You haven't come to pick me up in a long time."
If an Yuan was here, she would definitely say,"miss, you're really wrong about young master. Which Saturday afternoon didn't he Park his car at the school gate?"
"Yeah, I'm a little busy." An Shijin said.