Song Xingye Woke Up

"It's really beautiful."

Song Qingyou sighed.

It wasn't until their eyes met in mid-air and Jiang Zhihan smiled mockingly that she realized that she had said what was on her mind.

Song Qingyou raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. To avoid embarrassment, she took the initiative to say, "Does Mr. Jiang come to this restaurant often?"

"It was recommended by Fang Yan. It's my first time here."

"Then you have to taste it carefully. We can't let Assistant Fang's efforts go to waste."

Song Qingyou had only asked casually to change the topic, not caring much about the answer.

After saying a few words, the waiter served the dishes.

This was a western restaurant. After the appetizers were served, the steak was of extremely high quality. It looked very appetizing.

Song Qingyou ate two mouthfuls and looked around, only to realize that there was no wine on the table.

"Doesn't Mr. Jiang drink?" she asked curiously.