The more He Juan thought about it, the more flustered he was. Was it really okay to go just like this? Stiffly, he reached into his pocket, took out his notebook and flipped through it from the beginning.
Had he written something about how to impress someone? What kind of people were Mu Yuze's parents? They must be amazing, seeing how commendable their son turned out to be. Would they mind He Juan's age and feel like he was too old for their precious omega? Argh, there was nothing useful written here!
He Juan, who had relied on his notebook for the past seven years, lamented on how useless it was for the first time ever.
Left with no other choice, he could only turn to Mu Yuze and ask tentatively, "Should I… buy something?"
Mu Yuze did not understand. "Buy what?"
