"You didn't remember it wrong, did you?" Sheng Shushu looked at the bean curd.
Then she glanced at her knees.
Zong Zhizhi had already started driving smoothly.
"Of course, I couldn't have got it wrong. We've known Xiao Yu since our time at the welfare home; who doesn't know who there? All those weird things like tofu, cilantro, he doesn't eat any of them."
The voice answering her was filled with confident cheerfulness.
Perhaps sensing Sheng Shushu's silence, Zong Zhizhi belatedly looked at her, "Miss Sheng?"
Sheng Shushu lifted her head.
"Why suddenly ask about this?"
"Just asking, to avoid doing the wrong favors in the future."
Having said that, Zong Zhizhi naturally turned his gaze to the bean curd in the car.
It's over.
Had he said something wrong?
Before coming to pick up Miss Sheng today, Chen Yu had in fact mentioned to Zong Zhizhi to talk less during the drive.
Xiao Yu was going to visit Ren Dongli today, who is Miss Sheng's grandfather.