She rarely took the initiative to speak, and the female bartender was flattered, quickly saying, "We don't know either. The cake wasn't bought by the young master; Mr. Yan brought it himself."
"Mr. Yan?"
The young girl's soft voice repeated without inflection, her dark eyes gently flickering.
After this week, she had already learned that the handsome man who had been following her downstairs was called Mr. Yan, at least that's what everyone here called him.
The female bartender said, "Qi Qi, if you want to know, you can ask Mr. Yan."
"Mm."
Yun Qiqi absent-mindedly responded, then fell silent, lowering her head to eat something else.
According to her usual routine, after finishing the cake, she became drowsy in less than half an hour.
Tonight was no exception. She started to feel sleepy soon after mixing two drinks.
Fu Lifei glanced at the time. Well, it's exactly midnight.
He had grown numb to this routine and called the female bartender to help carry the gifts out for her.
