All Familiar Faces

"Burp~ This hotpot seemed even more authentic than the ones back home."

"Mm, it was better than the Chinese food at the Cao family restaurant."

Li Ye and Wen Leyu's group left the hotpot restaurant, comfortably burping as they lingered over the meal's aftertaste.

The Sichuan restaurant Li Ye had chosen that day was filled mostly with middle-aged and elderly Chinese diners. Unlike the Cao family restaurant, it had not altered its seasoning ratios to cater to Western tastes, instead preserving the original flavors of Sichuan cuisine as much as possible.

It was a little spicy, but after eating it in San Francisco's damp winter, they felt absolutely fantastic.

Fu Yiruo looked at Li Ye and suddenly asked, "Brother, are we still taking that female classmate of yours back to school today?"

Li Ye shook his head. "No. We should try not to intrude too much on her life."

Fu Yiruo nodded in agreement. "Mm, Brother, you did the right thing."

"..."

Li Ye turned to glance at Fu Yiruo, feeling that there was something odd about her words.

He did not know about the earlier conversation between Wen Leyu and Fu Yiruo concerning "your brother only sweet-talks me," so he did not connect it to the idea that "your brother can only be good to me."

But when Li Ye, Wen Leyu, and Fu Yiruo reached the Cao family restaurant, they found Zhen Rongrong—who should have been busy inside the restaurant—arguing with a man outside.

"Boss Cao, I'm only filling in for Ruan Shujun these past few days. If you intend to replace her, could you wait until tomorrow, when I bring her here, and tell her yourself?"

"I don't have that much time to waste on the two of you. She skips work every few days, seriously affecting