Lu Ziheng said, "It's no big deal."
Ran Yu didn't ask any further.
After a while, the dishes were served one by one.
She had only taken a few bites when the phone rang again.
Lu Ziheng took it out, pressed hang up directly, and put it aside.
Lu Ziheng was using his old number from here, which meant... Ran Yu thought if she wasn't wrong, it must be the Yi Family, right?
She recalled checking Yi Weilan's information before and learned that California was essentially the Yi Family's main turf, and she had even run into Yi Ran last week in Los Angeles, where he got a dressing-down. Maybe that small-minded person reported back!
Ran Yu hummed dismissively but didn't want to let unnecessary people affect her mood and continued eating.
Just as they were about to enjoy the last dessert, suddenly, footsteps approached and stopped beside their table.
"Mr. Lu," a strange woman's voice spoke up, in pure English.
