Hearing what Mei Ruo said, Xia Ning, standing by them, feels that she is an outsider, the third person between Mei Ruo and Yi Yunrui.

Well, she hates the feeling, the feeling of being the third person.

Xia Ning feels uncomfortable in her heart, but she doesn’t show it on her face. She lowers her head to sip the tea. Her hand grasps the handle of the cup tightly.

“Hum. We will meet.” Yi Yunrui responds casually. He asks Xia Ning, “Besides coffee, ...