C567 Who Doesn't Know How to Do Taiji?

Gu Yuan hadn't expected Shen Shaohua to invite her out. She always felt there was more to Shaohua than met the eye. Though he seemed a bit dim-witted, her instincts told her to be cautious.

Shen Shaohua had been waiting in the café for about ten minutes. He glanced out the window now and then, as if looking for Gu Yuan, or perhaps someone else.

With a soft chime