Chapitre 152: Chapter 152 What's Your Maternal Uncle's Last Name?

It was only eleven o'clock, not yet lunchtime, and besides He Nan, there were no other customers in the restaurant. He sat near the entrance, with two bowls of steaming shredded pork noodles in front of him.

There were also two dishes of meat.

As Shen Mianmian approached, she caught a whiff of meat.

"Big Brother He, have you been waiting long?"

"I've just arrived as well." He Nan gestured for her to sit down, "Eat the noodles."

Shen Mianmian obediently sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and after one bite of the dish, she couldn't resist asking, "Big Brother He, did you read what's in the book?"

"No," He Nan replied indifferently, continuing to eat as if uninterested in the contents of the book.

Shen Mianmian: "..."

Should she remind him that it was a love letter?

Would Big Brother He find her meddlesome?

"You have something to say to me?" He Nan put down his chopsticks, looking at her, "Is it about the English book?"