Mu Shini looked like a sick cat, lying on the table, ignoring Shen Chengcheng, and turned her face to change her posture.
A cascade of inky black hair flowed down, draping over Mu Shini's shoulders.
Shen Chengcheng sat down in front of her, looking at Mu Shini: "Mu Shini, thinking about a man so intently that you don't even have the spirit for hot pot?"
Shen Chengcheng thought Mu Shini didn't seem like herself at all.
Usually, when food was mentioned, especially hot pot, she'd run faster than a monkey.
"Eat what, I've got a full schedule today!" Mu Shini waved her hand dismissively, rolling her eyes at Shen Chengcheng, and waved her hand again.
"By the way, the guy living next to you, is he your new admirer? Seeing him driving a Maybach, his family's background looks pretty good. What's his name? Tell me, I'll investigate his background for you."
