Feng Shengyang motioned to her that she didn’t need to get in the car as he got out of the car as well, pointing to a shop upstairs.
Mu Xiaoxiao saw that it was a high-end club, so she followed him there.
Feng Shengyang was apparently a frequent customer here.
When he came in, before he even took off his cap, the receptionist had already recognized him, smiling as she led them into a booth.
The receptionist lady bowed, and docile manner she asked, “Young Master Feng, should I call Ah Qi to join you?”
“Call him,” Young Master Feng nodded.
The receptionist lady then left.
It was a billiard room with two tables in the middle, and chairs, sofa, and a TV by the side. It was quite spacious, and it even had a bar. The whole decor was very unique.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t feel a bit uncomfortable. She took a seat, opened her bag, and took out the strawberry cake.
Time to eat!
Feng Shengyang walked over and sat down opposite her, staring at her amusingly. “Do you girls like to eat cakes that much?”
Mu Xiaoxiao passed another matcha cake to him and asked, “Do you guys hate sweet stuff so much? Why?”
However, at the mention of strawberry cakes, she was reminded of someone.
Lu Yichen.
He was the one out of all the boys she knew who had the same taste as her.
Mu Xiaoxiao propped up her chin and picked up the strawberry on the cake with a fork. As she ate, she wondered how Lu Yichen and her mother were doing and whether the results for her mother’s condition were out.
Then, she remembered that she had forgotten something.
She was going to call Lu Yichen last night to see if she could tell Qiqing about his matter lest Qiqing worry herself to death over him.
But she had had too much fun playing the game with Song Shijun last night that she forgot about it.
Looking at the time now, it appeared to be night time in America. It wasn’t a good time to call him.
It seemed that she should wait to call him at night.
Seeing that she was apparently lost in her thoughts, Feng Shengyang’s eyes narrowed discontentedly.
There hadn’t been a girl who was so inattentive when hanging out with him.
With such a handsome guy right in front of her, was she just going to remain so aloof?
Feng Shengyang’s self-confidence was dealt quite a blow.
Feng Shengyang tapped his fingers on the table as he gazed deeply at her little face.
Absorbed in her own thoughts, Mu Xiaoxiao failed to notice his predatory eyes.
After a while, someone entered through the door.
“Young Master Feng.” The two good-looking, tall men came in and greeted Feng Shengyang.
Feng Shengyang stood up, glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao, and tapped his knuckles on the table.
The sound brought Mu Xiaoxiao back to her senses. “What’s the matter?”
“Are you playing?” He pointed to the billiard table.
“You play then. I’ll eat.” Mu Xiaoxiao continued to eat her strawberry cake. She was not going to divert her attention away from her strawberry cake for the time being.
“Okay.” Feng Shengyang didn’t force her. Then he took off his cap and hood, revealing his handsome face.
One of the guys passed him his personal cue stick.
The other guy went to set up the billiards table.
Mu Xiaoxiao darted a glance at them and realized that he was going to play snooker, which used 22 balls and was more difficult than other billiard games.
It seemed that this guy was good at this.
Sure enough, Feng Shengyang made the break and scattered the balls. Then came time for him to perform as he dashingly potted one in.
Feng Shengyang motioned to her that she didn’t need to get in the car as he got out of the car as well, pointing to a shop upstairs.
Mu Xiaoxiao saw that it was a high-end club, so she followed him there.
Feng Shengyang was apparently a frequent customer here.
When he came in, before he even took off his cap, the receptionist had already recognized him, smiling as she led them into a booth.
The receptionist lady bowed, and docile manner she asked, “Young Master Feng, should I call Ah Qi to join you?”
“Call him,” Young Master Feng nodded.
The receptionist lady then left.
It was a billiard room with two tables in the middle, and chairs, sofa, and a TV by the side. It was quite spacious, and it even had a bar. The whole decor was very unique.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t feel a bit uncomfortable. She took a seat, opened her bag, and took out the strawberry cake.
Time to eat!
Feng Shengyang walked over and sat down opposite her, staring at her amusingly. “Do you girls like to eat cakes that much?”
Mu Xiaoxiao passed another matcha cake to him and asked, “Do you guys hate sweet stuff so much? Why?”
However, at the mention of strawberry cakes, she was reminded of someone.
Lu Yichen.
He was the one out of all the boys she knew who had the same taste as her.
Mu Xiaoxiao propped up her chin and picked up the strawberry on the cake with a fork. As she ate, she wondered how Lu Yichen and her mother were doing and whether the results for her mother’s condition were out.
Then, she remembered that she had forgotten something.
She was going to call Lu Yichen last night to see if she could tell Qiqing about his matter lest Qiqing worry herself to death over him.
But she had had too much fun playing the game with Song Shijun last night that she forgot about it.
Looking at the time now, it appeared to be night time in America. It wasn’t a good time to call him.
It seemed that she should wait to call him at night.
Seeing that she was apparently lost in her thoughts, Feng Shengyang’s eyes narrowed discontentedly.
There hadn’t been a girl who was so inattentive when hanging out with him.
With such a handsome guy right in front of her, was she just going to remain so aloof?
Feng Shengyang’s self-confidence was dealt quite a blow.
Feng Shengyang tapped his fingers on the table as he gazed deeply at her little face.
Absorbed in her own thoughts, Mu Xiaoxiao failed to notice his predatory eyes.
After a while, someone entered through the door.
“Young Master Feng.” The two good-looking, tall men came in and greeted Feng Shengyang.
Feng Shengyang stood up, glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao, and tapped his knuckles on the table.
The sound brought Mu Xiaoxiao back to her senses. “What’s the matter?”
“Are you playing?” He pointed to the billiard table.
“You play then. I’ll eat.” Mu Xiaoxiao continued to eat her strawberry cake. She was not going to divert her attention away from her strawberry cake for the time being.
“Okay.” Feng Shengyang didn’t force her. Then he took off his cap and hood, revealing his handsome face.
One of the guys passed him his personal cue stick.
The other guy went to set up the billiards table.
Mu Xiaoxiao darted a glance at them and realized that he was going to play snooker, which used 22 balls and was more difficult than other billiard games.
It seemed that this guy was good at this.
Sure enough, Feng Shengyang made the break and scattered the balls. Then came time for him to perform as he dashingly potted one in.
