Ouyang Zun booked an excellent Chinese restaurant, with pavilions and kiosks, where the breeze blew gently, bringing a cool and elegant wind.
The dishes here are also extremely distinctive, each one is related to anecdotes.
Every dish tells a story.
Qiao Shishi increasingly felt that Ouyang Zun was a very restrained person, very different from what she usually knew. "I didn't expect you to know so much, proficient in all the arts?"
Ouyang Zun shyly smiled. "I don't know if this counts as a flaw."
"Of course not!" Qiao Shishi quickly replied.
Ouyang Zun smiled. "Thank you."
Qiao Shishi looked at the distant scenery and fell into deep thought once again.
Yu Jingxi also had her dine at such a restaurant for dinner, at that time she was still carefree, simply carrying a one-sided love for him.
Back then, he was not so bad, in her eyes, he was kind.
Even if he did not like her, she could secretly like him without feeling any grievance.
But... why are men so untrustworthy?
