dy outside the restaurant, she hesitated. She didn't want to leave, but she couldn't stay either. She was both anxious and uneasy."Mu Qing ah" Song Qiao Ying took the phone, lovingly asked, "Do you ha..."I want another drink." Si Ye Chen looked at the juice in Ou Yan's hand. "I'm a little thirsty."

She raised her eyes and gestured to the juice in front of him, "Don't you have some"

Here's your translation:"it's an honor to meet you."Yan Bing Song held his hand tightly, examining him with his eyes, "Not bad, not bad."The young man was handsome and dignified, with great refinement. Though still young, he...