「Meanwhile.」
After leaving the café, Sun Zhe and Zhu Yan took a leisurely stroll down the street.
Zhu Yan linked arms with Sun Zhe, chatting and laughing all the way. They were as intimate as a couple deep in love, drawing envious glances from passersby.
Sun Zhe took out his phone to check the time and saw it was past noon. "Zhu Yan," he said, "let's find a place to eat."
Zhu Yan glanced at Sun Zhe's beat-up phone and nodded. "Alright, what do you want to eat?"
Sun Zhe thought for a moment. "How about some hotpot?"
"Okay, you decide."
「In a private booth at the hotpot restaurant.」
Sun Zhe placed one hand on Zhu Yan's pantyhose-clad thigh while holding chopsticks in the other, feeling that this hotpot meal was particularly satisfying.
After they finished the hotpot, Zhu Yan suddenly pulled Sun Zhe into a phone store.
"Zhu Yan, why did you bring me to a phone store?"
