They found a rather romantic coffee shop near the mall.
Qiu Jing, who was carrying bags in one hand and holding Chen Meng'er's arm with the other hand, felt her eyes widen when she walked into this exotic coffee shop, she curiously looked at the small things in the coffee shop while leaning close to Chen Meng'er's ear, she whispered, "Meng'er, are we really going to drink here? I heard that this place is run by foreigners, and it's very expensive. I've passed by this place several times before, but I didn't dare to come in."
"It looks good. Come in and have a taste." After saying that, Chen Meng'er took a step ahead of Qiu Jing and walked in.
The owner of this small shop really put in a lot of effort. Chen Meng'er could tell at a glance that many of the small ornaments in this shop came from different countries. Moreover, they all looked quite exquisite.
Chen Meng'er found a seat by the window and sat down. Qiu Jing also sat down opposite Chen Meng'er.
