'Guiying' narrowed her eyes, watching Zixin patiently waiting for her. Dressed in a white shirt and with black coat and pants, there was no doubt he emitted a CEO vibe. The heads in the cafe frequently turned to look at the presence of this man whose class clearly didn't match that of this cafe's.
'She' walked past the obviously noticeable stares and put her bag on the table. She folded her arms and spoke, "Couldn't you have worn a bit more obvious clothes?"
Zixin beamed at her sight. "Hello. You came."
"..."
"Did you give me a choice with your persistent back to back messaging?"
"I did. Tomorrow. Or the day after tomorrow. Or whenever you wanted," he seriously answered.
"Why is there not an option of not meeting at all?" 'She' angrily chuckled.
Zixin pressed his lips. "But then how will we get to know each other? And then how will I become your friend?"
