Xie Qinghuan showed up as scheduled, and the other party was a thirty-year-old man.
He was a bit older than her, but luckily he was mature and steady, unlike Yan Jiu who was so aggressive.
As soon as Xie Qinghuan arrived, the man stood up to greet her. He wasn't overly attentive, but thoughtfully pulled out a chair for her and waited for her to be seated.
"Thank you." She responded with a smile.
After the man sat down, he handed the menu to her and opened it: "Have you had breakfast? What would you like to eat?"
"I've eaten. Just a cup of coffee will do."
"How about a cappuccino?" the man asked warmly.
Xie Qinghuan nodded, but before she could speak, a flippant voice interrupted: "She doesn't like cappuccino, switch to a latte."
Yan Jiu, in a set of taupe casual suit, walked over with one hand in his pocket, loosened his tie with a raised hand, and sat beside Xie Qinghuan, squinting slightly at the man in front of him.
