The melody in the coffee shop flowed softly.
Yu Ruohuan gently stirred the cappuccino in her cup, watching as the coffee and fresh milk blended into a creamy brown. The corners of her lips curved faintly.
Yao Huia approached, saying, "Apologies, Miss Yu, for keeping you waiting."
Yao Huia sat down across from her and ordered a latte.
Outside the booth, green plants served as a barrier, ensuring privacy and keeping their conversation from being easily overheard.
Yu Ruohuan tossed the small spoon into the coffee cup, the collision producing a crisp sound. Yao Huia reflexively flinched, her nerves momentarily jarring.
Yu Ruohuan crossed her arms and lazily leaned back into the sofa.
"Spit it out. Why are you looking for me?"
Yao Huia chuckled politely, "Miss Yu, you and our Bichen are undoubtedly the perfect match—a pair of golden lovers destined for each other. If you two don't end up together, it would truly be a shame."
