Si Ling pulled out a chair and sat down.
Gu Nanqiao was cutting the steak on her plate, and asked casually, "Why are you here too?"
He heard her and asked deliberately slowly, "If I say it's a coincidence, you wouldn't believe me, right?"
She raised an eyebrow, not denying it, "Of course not. If it really were a coincidence, there have been far too many. Lancheng is so big, I don't believe I could run into you every time."
The man smiled but didn't respond.
He neither admitted nor denied it.
Staring at the delicate food on the table, a faint mist seemed to rise in the eyes beneath the mask, "I once had a friend who also loved steak. Her personality was a lot like yours, if she were still alive, you two might have become friends."
Become friends?
For some reason, she felt there was a deeper meaning to his words.
Gu Nanqiao smiled, "Was she a girl?"
"Mhm."
"Then you could introduce her to me," she said straightforwardly, without beating around the bush.
