"Who are you?" Cheng Ming thought for a moment and decided to reply to a message.
"The first table by the window," the other party immediately responded.
Cheng Ming looked up and saw a young woman sitting at the first table by the window. She wore a white blouse on her upper body, paired with a knee-length skirt and slightly sheer black stockings. A blazer was casually draped over the back of an empty chair next to her.
The woman's features were quite pronounced, seeming not to be of pure Xiazhou descent. The roots of her dyed black hair revealed part of its original pale golden color.
The young woman smiled and waved at Cheng Ming, signaling him to sit at her table.
With a hint of doubt, Cheng Ming carried his orange juice over and sat opposite the woman, asking, "Do we know each other?"
"No," the young woman replied.
"Then how do you know my phone number?"
