“Hi, what a coincidence ” Qi Yan waved at Cen Baihe. Cen Baihe smiled helplessly at him, and beckoned the waiter to settle the bill at Qi Yan’s table together. He touched Qi Yan’s coat, “why are you wearing such a thin layer?” “I drove here, it’s not cold,” Qi Yan glanced at Ruan Youyi behind Cen Baihe, “Ms. Ruan, ...