Hongmen Dining

She wanted to see what kind of stupid plan this mother and daughter pair had come up with. She smiled in response.

Lin Jun glanced at Su Mingyu. Recently, her complexion had become even better, and she looked a bit prettier.

Suppressing his excitement, he waved his hand and said, "Please. Coincidentally, our Lin Clan's Ling-Xiang Pavilion is just ahead of us."

Even if the Lin Clan's Ling-Xiang Pavilion was able to gain a foothold in the capital, it was not without basis.

At least the family's specialty, the tofu fish, was delicious.

Su Mingyu had been busy throughout the entire morning, so she wasn't polite. She sat down and began to eat.

Lin Jun looked at Su Mingyu's pretty face and couldn't help but lick his lips. With a vulgar expression, he said, "Little sister Mingyu, I heard that Madam Su is looking for a family for you?"