Ning Xiaoxian is not that she can't afford tea, but she always prefers not to show off, so she only ordered this. Seeing more oblivious people coming over, she sighed inwardly, silently thinking about how to send him away without drawing too much attention. It is a critical time now, she even wishes she could become invisible.
Just as the man came over uninvited and was about to take a seat next to her, he just heard a crisp voice from behind: "Excuse me, mister, please make way! Don't take our seats!"
Mister? Everyone looked at the man and couldn't help but burst into laughter. His face was full of stubble, almost inscribing all the vicissitudes on his face, indeed appearing to be around forty years old, but with no wrinkles around his eyes, his real age was actually much younger.
