Ten kiloters or so, and they arrived quickly.
The car stopped in front of Xiangji Porridge House, and Gu Feimo got out.
Ye Shushu put the dicine in her bag and gently pushed the car door open.
Fortunately, it was her left hand that was injured, otherwise even eating porridge would be a problem.
Ye Shushu couldn’t help but wonder what had gotten into her earlier, even suggesting they go eat fried chicken.
Fortunately, Senior Mo liked eating porridge, which suited her current condition best.
Ye Shushu got out of the car, closed the door, and looked at Gu Feimo on the other side.
"Senior Mo, we can’t park here. Let’s circle to the back, I rember there’s a parking lot there."
She had wanted to remind him earlier, but by the ti the car stopped, Senior Mo had already gotten out, and Ye Shushu hadn’t had a chance to speak.
Seeing that it was Gu Feimo, the male waiter from the porridge house imdiately ca over to greet him.
"Young Master Mo, would you like so porridge?" the male waiter asked respectfully.
"Uh-huh." Gu Feimo nodded, handing the keys to the male waiter.
"Drive it back to the college."
Dropping that remark, Gu Feimo turned to glance at Ye Shushu and then strode into the porridge house.
The male waiter nodded and quickly got into the car, driving it away from the area.
Ye Shushu bit her lip, then hurried to catch up with Gu Feimo’s steps.
Having money is great; wherever you go, there are people willing to serve you.
Ye Shushu was also keenly aware that her family was worlds apart from the Gu Family.
Although she never lacked food or clothing from childhood, the gap was still unimaginably wide.
As she walked into the porridge house, Ye Shushu could no longer see Gu Feimo.
A female waitress ca over, her face adorned with a trademark smile.
"Good day, Miss! Do you have a reservation?"
"Didn’t... Didn’t Young Master Mo co in? I ca here with him." The people outside seem to call Gu Feimo "Young Master Mo," right?
Ye Shushu initially wanted to call him Senior Mo, but, the other person wasn’t a student, and she wasn’t sure if they would understand.
The female waitress raised her eyebrows, her gaze sweeping over Ye Shushu.
"You say you ca here with Senior Mo?"
Facing the unfriendly gaze of the waitress, Ye Shushu stood up straighter.
"Are you a student at Kyoto College?" Ye Shushu asked.
If not a student of their school, why would she call Gu Feimo "Senior Mo"?
"Yes, I’m here on a part-ti job," the waitress acknowledged, her attitude softening with an imdiate smile.
Having heard that a lot of girls had been pursuing Senior Mo, she just thought that soone plain-looking like Ye Shushu wouldn’t be his type.
"Senior Mo is in a room we reserved specifically for him. Please follow !" the waitress gestured.
Her smile was standard, and her movents were ready; it didn’t seem unfriendly, perhaps Ye Shushu was just overthinking.
Earlier, Ye Shushu thought that the girl didn’t believe she had co with Senior Mo, so... she couldn’t appear weak in her presence.
But, a room reserved specifically for Senior Mo? On the way here, Ye Shushu hadn’t known he had called ahead to reserve a room.
Does that an the room reserved for Senior Mo is exclusively for his use, and isn’t opened unless he arrives?
Once again, Ye Shushu found she didn’t understand the world of the wealthy.
Actually, up to now, the waitress still didn’t believe Gu Feimo had invited this girl.
But since she was at work, custor satisfaction ca first, so she had suppressed her personal feelings.
However, any girl looking for Senior Mo would be sent away; she just waited to see what expression this girl would have when turned away.
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