Yan Xiaye's mouth twitched slightly, and under Xu Jiangchuan's suggestive gaze, she changed her words midway.
"Uh, I don't... ahem, I'm quite thirsty."
"Then be good and wait for me. The waiters here don't know your taste, so I'll go to the kitchen now."
With a gentle and gentlemanly smile at Yan Xiaye, Xu Jiangchuan earnestly played the role of someone deeply in love. Before leaving, he didn't forget to ask a newly acquainted friend to take care of her.
"Huh?" Feeling frustrated and puzzled about his grandiose future cooperation plan being interrupted, the young man blinked and had to pause his ambitious strategies: "Young Master Xu, there's no need for you to go yourself for such a small matter. Just ask any waiter..."
"How could I do that?"
Eldest Young Master Xu's expression turned slightly cold, interrupting his unfinished words without a second thought: "Anything concerning Miss Yan, I prefer to handle personally, rather than leaving it to someone else."
