The Usual?

It was quite apparent that the owner of the restaurant was surprised to see Ning Meng. However, after seeing Huo Beichen's frowning face, she quickly forced a calm demeanor. "... Ah, you've brought a friend, I see? Will the usual seat do?"

Ning Meng was no idiot. She had seen the look on the lady's face earlier. However, she could not bring herself to ask what was wrong. She slowly followed Huo Beichen to his "usual seat"—a table next to a window.

It was a two-person table which was quite clean with not even a flick of dust on it. As they were seated, the restaurant owner presented them with the menu and shipped out her memo pad. 

"So... the usual?"

Hearing this, Ning Meng closed the menu in her hands and looked at Huo Beichen.

From the looks of it, Huo Beichen was a frequent customer of the restaurant.

She thought that he would reply with a cold "yes", but instead, he looked at her and said, "Take a browse. Just order whatever you want."