Li Jiayuan and Xiao Wei thought that Xia Jing and Zhang Zhentian would take them to some fancy restaurant, but to their surprise, they were led into an ordinary-looking diner. This place gave off a peculiar feeling of poverty, yet the food here was delicious.
"Elder Sister Xia, didn't you say you were going to treat Xiao Wei and me to a feast? Why have you brought us to this place? Could it be that the food here is better than anywhere else?" Li Jiayuan said to Xia Jing.
Xiao Wei thought about it and felt she had a point. He turned his head toward Xia Jing.
"Sis, you don't have to be so stingy, right? If it's supposed to be a feast, why bring us to this kind of small diner? Can the meals here really taste better than those prepared by other chefs?"