Miss Tang.
Not Mrs. Mu.
Sitian withdrew her hand and smiled, "Alright."
Shu Yi glanced at the reserved and indifferent man next to her, her smile tender, "Yunshen, what do you want to eat? There's no beef balls left, should I ask the waiter for another plate?"
Her voice was so gentle it could melt hearts, Mu Yunshen's expression remained unchanged, but he slightly curled his lips, his tone calm, "Up to you."
The two words sounded very indulgent, and Shu Yi's face was instantly flushed with a layer of shy redness. She raised her hand to call the waiter and ordered another portion of beef balls.
Yue Jing glanced at Sitian beside him, seeing her just eating beef balls quietly, he couldn't help but feel frustrated at her lack of initiative.
