Wang Jingfei, upon seeing Ye Qiu step aside voluntarily, felt filled with contempt and disdain. He cursed silently, calling him a coward, before seating himself across from Xu Jiao.
With a smile that he thought was charming, he looked at Xu Jiao on the opposite side and said, "Beautiful lady, may I ask what you would like to eat? I'll treat you. I promise you won't have to eat this trash again."
Xu Jiao was still reeling from Ye Qiu's words—"She's my girlfriend."
From a young age, she had admired Ye Qiu. She might not have understood much as a child, but as time passed, her admiration for Ye Qiu unknowingly turned into love.
This love was deeply buried in her heart, impervious to any words, any person.
A few days ago, she had encountered Ye Qiu. Unexpectedly meeting the boy she'd liked for ten years left Xu Jiao feeling a bit dazed, as if she were still in fog, her mind not yet clear.
