Mu Shuoqian glanced at his watch and said seriously, "Keep me company for a meal first."
Gu Qili: "..."
The principal: "..."
At the moment, the cafeteria wasn't quite at mealtime, but the food was already prepared, steaming hot and lined up, with the chefs making their final arrangements.
Gu Qili picked a rather inconspicuous spot to place her backpack and glanced at Mu Shuoqian, who was frowning, clearly dissatisfied with the somewhat greasy table and bench.
He had insisted on coming to the cafeteria, but as soon as he arrived, he started to pick faults, truly difficult to serve.
Gu Qili had no choice but to take out a wet wipe from her backpack and meticulously wiped down the table and chair. Having finished, she looked at him with a resigned invitation to sit down.
Mu Shuoqian then sat down and surveyed the surroundings. The empty cafeteria seemed especially spacious, and the tables and chairs were neatly arranged.
