Zhang Chi faced Han Wen Nuan's orders; he couldn't refute them and had to carry two servings of fruit, delivering them with a scowl.
At the firepot restaurant, couples were chatting, kids were crying out loud. Zhang Chi glanced at the children and only felt the noise was annoying.
He felt a bit displeased: 'What the heck are you crying about? What problems do you have? It should be me crying instead!'
Just like that, Zhang Chi carried the fruit tray and walked over to Jiang Ning's table.
Chen Siyu was surprised, "Sis, sis, did we order other fruits?"
Chen Siqing: "Didn't you order the dishes?"
"Oh, well did I order other fruits?"
Chen Siqing: "I don't think so."
Zhang Chi's face was numb, transforming into an emotionless waiter: "A buddy sent these for you."
Chen Siyu was taken aback: "Zhang Chi, could it be that we misunderstood you before?"
