Seeing the call has ended, Mo Shangjun thought for a moment, but did not redial. Instead, she put away her phone.
Somehow, she faintly felt that Ruan Yan's usually expressionless face showed a trace of satisfaction, but it was fleeting, and Mo Shangjun didn't ponder it thoroughly.
"There's a place nearby, they have really good braised fish," said Mo Shangjun, looking at Ruan Yan, then added, "Let's go."
A flicker of doubt crossed his eyes; not understanding how Mo Shangjun, who had only arrived at the school two days ago, could know which restaurant had good food. But seeing Mo Shangjun's confident demeanor, Ruan Yan didn't say anything else.
Anyway, as long as she paid the bill, everything was fine.
Having researched food and routes in advance, even though it was her first visit, Mo Shangjun took Ruan Yan to the restaurant with practiced ease.
However, no sooner had they stepped into the restaurant than a car stopped at the door right behind them.
