Fu Jinghen looked down and suddenly felt a surge of heat rising in his heart. He fiddled with his tie, turned his head to one side, and looked out the window.
A while later, just when Wen Qiao thought he would no longer pay her any attention, she suddenly heard him chuckle lightly, "You two really match well."
Wen Qiao: "…"
Just speak if you want to speak.
Why the sarcasm?
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The car drove for more than an hour and finally stopped in front of Xiao Xiang Pavilion.
Xiao Xiang Pavilion serves authentic Jiang City cuisine, but the owner is a bit quirky, serving only ten tables a day. Customers are not differentiated by status but by order of arrival; no matter who you are, if you didn't make a reservation, you can't dine here.
The interior decoration of the restaurant is close to the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and a sense of history hits you as soon as you enter.
