She gave a faint smile, her eyes clear, with no trace of being confused: "Sorry, I don't need it."
"Don't be like that, meeting is fate. Look at us, we have such a destiny. With so many coffee shops in Jingdu, you happened to choose this one. Isn't that fate? What's your name, Miss? Where do you live? It's just a cup of coffee; I won't eat you. Don't worry, I'm very kind, just admiring your beauty..."
The man plopped down next to Yan Xing, speaking with a cheerful smile.
Yan Xing looked at him in surprise: "Cousin...Cousin?"
The man turned his head to glance at her and greeted with a smile: "Oh, it's Little Xingxing. Haven't seen you for days, you've become even prettier."
Yan Xing pouted at him: "Cousin, are you scamming food and drink again? Can't you do something decent? No wonder auntie always scolds you."
