"Okay, then let's meet tomorrow at noon; I'll send you the location."
When Ji Yao arrived at the café the next day at noon, Zimo was already waiting at a table. She had ordered two cups of coffee and was stirring her own cup, staring out of the window, lost in thought.
If Ji Yao didn't know what kind of person Zimo was, she might even think she was a peaceful and uncalculating woman.
Ji Yao sat down opposite Zimo and asked directly, "Why did you ask me out?"
Zimo seemed to snap back to reality, turned her head with a smile, and greeted Ji Yao insincerely, "Sister, you're here. Today, I mainly wanted to ask about Auntie's health and how she's been."
Zimo's attitude made Ji Yao feel sick to her core.
Just say what you want to say; there's no need to beat around the bush before revealing your true intentions.
Ji Yao frowned impatiently and checked her phone for the time.