Zhuang Su stayed in the bathroom for ten minutes before coming out, Jin Fang looked somewhat displeased, "Shushu, why did you take so long?"
"Mom, my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable."
Mrs. Zhan listened and was a bit anxious, "Shushu, are you okay?"
"Auntie, I'm fine now, don't worry."
Seeing Mrs. Zhan's enthusiastic demeanor, Zhuang Su felt a bit apologetic.
She could tell that Mrs. Zhan was quite satisfied with her. However, she might still end up disappointing Mrs. Zhan.
The dinner lasted until almost eight o'clock, Zhan Feng settled the bill, preparing to leave.
Zhuang Su breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to leave.
She had forced a smile all night, feeling her face had become a bit stiff.
The group slowly walked to the stairs; the restaurant had a unique environment, everything made of wood.
Almost reaching the first floor, Zhuang Su touched her pocket, wanting to see if Su Chengxuan had sent her any messages.
