C408 If You Were Me

When he arrived, Chu Zimo was already sitting in a corner, waiting for him.

The two of them glanced at each other, sparks flying everywhere.

The waiter led him to his seat and ventured to ask, "What would you like to order?" Actually, it didn't matter to them whether they nodded or not. She just wanted to leave as soon as possible. The pressure at this table was too low