The waiter came over several times to ask if they wanted to start serving the dishes, and Fu Jincheng kept looking at the time, saying to wait a little longer.
Pei Ruoshui sat there with a stony face, her expression clearly spelling out four words: I'm not happy.
With family taking so long to arrive, Fu Jincheng also felt quite embarrassed. He awkwardly swirled his glass of water. Tong Ran saw this and reached over to pat Pei Ruoshui's hand lightly, "Ruoshui, don't be anxious. There's probably a traffic jam around this time; they should be here soon."
As if to prove her words, the next second, Fu Jincheng, who was sitting opposite, stood up, waving his hand towards the entrance of the hall, "Qingshuang, over here!"
A pang hit Tong Ran's heart.
Fu Qingshuang still came...
She was sitting at the innermost spot, with Pei Ruoshui also standing up next to her. Tong Ran kept her head very low, suddenly not daring to raise it.
