Shen Fangting struggled for a while, but eventually gave up and obediently followed Chen Yang into the café.
"Tsk tsk."
Yang Jing made a couple of clicking sounds with his tongue and chuckled to himself, "Mr. Chen always has a way with women, doesn't he? He can just walk down the street and bump into a close female friend who happens to be so beautiful."
After he finished speaking, he followed them in.
Once the three of them were seated, a waiter came over and asked, "What would you like to drink?"
Chen Yang looked at Shen Fangting and said, "Order whatever you like."
"A latte, please." Shen Fangting said softly. At this moment, she kept her head down, lightly biting her red lips, her fingers entwined, looking a bit nervous and uneasy.
"Alright, we'll have two lattes too," Chen Yang said, pointing to himself and Yang Jing.
The waiter nodded with a professional smile and left with the order. Before long, three lattes were brought to the table.
