"Instead, she wants to traffic you."
[???]
Yang Yutong: ???
Her brain inevitably froze for a while.
Traffic who?
Me?
Seemingly noticing her surprise, Mu Yunchu began to explain.
"You just said that this colleague kept inviting you to a certain restaurant for dinner, right?"
"Is there something wrong with the restaurant?" Yang Yutong pressed on.
"No. The problem is with the car."
[It turns out the restaurant wasn't the issue? I just heard from someone that person persistently recommended a mutton restaurant to her. I thought the restaurant was the problem.]
Yang Yutong furrowed her brow in thought.
Then her eyes suddenly widened as if she had realized something.
"Now that you mention it, I remember."
"One Friday after work, she insisted on dragging me to that restaurant."
Frankly, I really didn't want to go.
After all, I could just relax at home after work, but this meant traveling so far.
