"So you weren't listening to what I just said," Chen Yuan said with a hint of resignation. "Fine, I'll say it again. When I go to pick up my parents, will you come with me?"
"???"
The chopsticks in Jiangg Yao's hand went CLACK, falling onto the table. Her jaw dropped right along with them.
She pointed at herself.
"Me? Go with you?"
"Mhm."
"In disguise? As a rideshare driver? Or a friend? Or maybe as the twenty-six-year-old, unmarried, lonely female neighbor coming to help out?" Jiangg Yao tried to come up with scenarios, each more ridiculous than the last.
"Hold on, hold on. What is all this nonsense?"
"Then what do you mean?" Jiangg Yao's mind couldn't quite catch up, and she asked blankly.
"As my girlfriend, of course."
At his words, the shock in Jiangg Yao's eyes intensified.
