"Make a move on the Dark Night Church?"
Inside a spacious and bright coffee shop with a pleasant atmosphere, a dapper Liu Yang stared blankly at his phone. Listening to Shu Feng's voice, his gaze drifted to the tall, beautiful, brown-haired girl in front of him, and he wanted to weep. "Shu Feng, can't you just stop stirring up trouble?"
Liu Yang had moved heaven and earth to finally start dating Amari, the beautiful belle of her class at the Leiyin Republic Royal Academy. But now, because of a single sentence from Shu Feng, he had to flee the Leiyin Republic. Naturally, his heart was filled with resentment.
Amari smiled. "Liu Yang, where are we going next?"
Liu Yang smiled wryly. "I'm sorry, Amari. Something's come up today. I have to go."
Amari's expression darkened. She stirred the coffee in front of her, her face impassive. "If you have something to do, Liu Yang, then go," she said coldly. "But if you walk out now, don't ever ask me out again."
"I'm sorry!"
