When the two arrived at the restaurant, Zheng Qianyu sent someone to inquire about something first; while waiting for the news, he requested a private room for dining.
The dishes were served quickly.
Shen Hua liked fish, so there was also a signature sweet and sour fish on the round table. However, the girl didn't touch it much, complaining about the bones.
She just stared at the dish, seemingly lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Cheng Qianyu asked.
She slowly said, "In the past, whenever I ate fish, there was always someone to pick out the bones for me."
"Last time you ate fish with me, you were grabbing it eagerly. I didn't see Yicui picking out the bones for you. Every time you go out, you bring back some issue; honestly, it's up to you whether you eat it or not."
"It wasn't Yicui."
The girl put down her chopsticks and looked out the window at the bustling crowd.
