ny other text you'd like me to translate!Yin Panyan shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. Luckily, there was General Ou, otherwise...On the other side, He Ning picked up a stone and smashed i...Che Suyun finished the steak on her plate and gracefully took a sip of red wine. "Yan Yan, I'm going to the restroom for a moment."

"Good."

Ou Yan looked at the table full of delicious food. There were still quite a few dishes left. Just now, Manager Hao had brought them seven or eight dishes in one go. The two of them couldn't finish them at all.

At that moment, Li Yusa just stepped into the restaurant and immediately saw Ou Yan sitting by the window.

The grievance she suffered on Lishen Street today made her unable to help but stomp in her high heels towards Ou Yan.

But she hadn't taken two steps before being stopped.

"Excuse me, miss, do you have a reservation" the restaurant waiter politely asked.

"I know her," Li Yusa said, raising her chin to indicate the person sitting by the window.

The waiter looked, it was Miss Ou Yan, Mrs. Song's niece. The girl knew her Seeing their similar ages, could they be friends

"Would you like me to get you a chair"

"No, I'll just say a few words to her and leave."

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Li Yusa walked toward Ou Yan, observing as she went. Ou Yan was seated in a spot where a support column blocked the nearest monitor, and the distant monitors weren't pointed this way either.he type to hold grudges! You and Sister Ou Yan are probably out dealing with important matters. I'm eighteen years old, not a child of eight who doesn't understand anything! Saying it like this makes...