'I wonder if Xiaosong will be able to hold out, or if she'll eventually give in to Director Bi to avoid him making her life miserable.'
Xu Yun really did take Song Xiaowei to "eat chicken"—the same Xinjiang Big Plate Chicken that Jiang Peiyao had taken him to last time!
They also ordered rice. They didn't drink alcohol, just a bottle of The Only One each.
They ate heartily.
Xu Yun smiled and asked, "So? The chicken here is pretty good, right?"
"Mhm."
The tip of Song Xiaowei's nose was beaded with sweat. She answered while eating, "I've never had chicken this good before. It's just a little spicy."
"Want another The Only One? I can ask the owner to bring another bottle."
"No, it's fine. I'm full from what I've already had."
Song Xiaowei waved her hand. "I'll just finish what's in my bowl and that's it. If I eat too much at night, I'll get fat."
"Don't worry. We can just get some exercise after we eat."
