Feeling more relaxed than ever before, Mo Yuan took a sip of his drink, watching the young girl across from him eat her vegetables, the laughter almost spilling out from his eyes.
The young girl was quite knowledgeable.
No matter what he talked about, she could quickly join in on the conversation.
No wonder she was so favored by Li Mochan.
The hotpot meal was enjoyable and easygoing.
After settling the bill and stepping out, Mo Yuan felt time had passed too quickly and didn't know when he would see the young girl again.
"Mr. Mo, we agreed I'd treat you to hotpot, but now it's turned out you've treated me instead," Ye Jiuliang, with a smile playing at her eyes, said.
Mo Yuan, not often one for humor, replied, "Then, let your Mr. Li pay the next time."
Ye Jiuliang smiled, lifting the corner of her lip, and agreed with a good-humored "Okay."
"Miss Ye, did you drive here?"
