The man sitting across from Song Fu had long noticed Li Beize, sneakily looking around, and after he could no longer hold back from reminding Song Fu, he also stared at Li Beize with great interest.
Then he heard the longest sentence the indifferent woman in front of him had said after knowing her for just over a day.
"Sorry, he's my friend, I'll go ask what's going on."
Song Fu stood up and left.
Li Beize wished he could bury his head under the table, but he had no choice but to face the situation.
When Song Fu stood in front of him, he was the first to force a smile and greet her, "What a coincidence, are you here to dine with friends too?"
"This Western restaurant really does have a quiet environment and good flavor, um, very nice."
"I was just wandering around and walked in."
"I saw you with your friend and was afraid of disturbing you, so I didn't greet you."
He blurted out a series of excuses full of holes in one breath.