Su Wanxin picked up the card and glanced at it. It had a phone number and a WeChat account written on it.
Su Wanxin caught a glimpse of Fu Shihan's calm reaction and felt that he was probably used to these kinds of flirty moves.
"Why are you giving it to me if someone gave it to you?"
Su Wanxin handed the card back to him and lowered her head to eat. Fu Shihan didn't even look at it and replied, "I'm illiterate. I wanted you to help me see what's written on it."
"A beauty's contact information. Should I read it to you and save it into your phone?"
"I'm not very good with this cell phone thing."
His refusal was absolute. Su Wanxin pursed her lips and smiled, then she tossed the card into the trash bag and didn't bicker with him anymore.
She silently ate, and halfway through, she suddenly felt that Fu Shihan's meal looked a bit more appetizing. But remembering his obsession with cleanliness, she didn't dare to say anything and just endured it.
