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In the past, Su Ming would often write letters to Mo Little Ants to eat here. Moreover, he estimated that it was probably time for Mo Little Ants to get off work, so she decided to make a serving for Mo Little Ants after they finished eating.

The driver had wanted to wait inside the car, but Su Ming had forcefully pulled him in with a letter. The three of them sat at a small round table near the window, while Yuwen Xin sat there, waiting for the owner to bring them the menu. Su Ming covered his mouth and smiled, making a "wait a moment" gesture. Then, he quickly ran to the counter to order something.

This could be considered a Sichuan snack, such as a spicy hot spicy pot or spicy spicy spicy casserole. Or cold powder. Glutinous rice ball. Since she was the one treating, he couldn't be too shabby. Su Xing wrote to Ye Zichen ordering a table with a clap of his hands, filling the table to the brim.

Of course, it didn't look exquisite, but the taste was very good. Yuwen Xin didn't look awkward or uncomfortable at all. It was just that she didn't eat much. Her posture was too graceful and didn't match the noisy restaurant's background. However, it was also exceptionally interesting.

Other customers would peek at him.

Halfway through his meal, Su Ming saw Yuwen Xin's white face blushing red. He knew that Yuwen Xin had been spicy to the point that she didn't usually eat Sichuan food. Other than the beverages that cost a dollar and were small bottles, there was nothing else in the restaurant. Su Ming remembered that there was a fresh fruit juice store nearby that was pretty good. She said something to the other two and went to get some juice.

After Su Ming left, the driver said worriedly, "Young Master, the doctors told you not to eat too much oily and spicy food. You should eat less."

"It's fine." Yuwen Xin indifferently replied, while slowly getting rid of the pieces of paper. After thinking for a bit, she continued, "Don't say it in front of her."

If Su Ming wrote a letter and knew that it would be so easy for him to invite a guest, and even brought them out to eat something that he couldn't eat, he would probably be depressed.

She already felt inexplicably uneasy.

The chauffeur nodded and looked at his young master with concern. He continued with an extremely slow but elegant posture, taking care of the chilies in front of him who were covered in oil … Spicy hot.

Su Ming sent a letter across the street so that he could find the freshly squeezed fruit juice shop. There were already a few customers waiting there, so Su Ming left the letter obediently at the back. He waited for it and then remembered to ask Yuwen Xin what their tastes were.

Su Wen couldn't help but be embarrassed when he discovered that he didn't know anything about A'Xin, but somehow, he owed her so much. She was still sighing when she heard the whistle sound behind her. Almost at her side.

Su Ming turned his head to see who it was that had eyes for, but when he turned his head, he saw a large handsome face staring at him with an extremely unfriendly gaze.

Su Ming also felt surprised by the letter. After a while, he asked, "Why didn't you return to Beijing?"

The other party frowned and put on a poker face as he expressionlessly replied, "Who said I'm back in Beijing?"