Xu Qian listened to Song Nianhuan's self-introduction and couldn't help but like her more and more.
She looked around but didn't see any men in the restaurant. The place was filled with white-collar workers from the nearby offices, all of whom were women. So, Xu Qian figured that the little girl's uncle hadn't come back yet.
After all, men usually like to smoke. It doesn't take forever to finish a cigarette, but it's not exactly quick either. You never know when they'll be back.
Besides, Xu Qian really liked Song Nianhuan. She squatted down to speak to her in a warm voice, "Did your uncle just go to the bathroom?"
Song Nianhuan nodded obediently and hummed in agreement.
Xu Qian immediately showed a gentle smile. At that moment, the waiter brought the cake they had ordered. She continued, "Your uncle might still be smoking and won't be back that soon. Are you hungry? Grandma ordered some cake. Would you like some?"
