Jiang Shuyao didn't know until she got in the car that that bastard Pei Yan had already left on his motorcycle.
The one who came to pick her up was Uncle Pei's assistant, with the surname Jiang, a young man around thirty years old.
The two had met before, so their interaction wasn't too awkward.
The place for the meal wasn't far from Yunzhong, and they arrived at Yufu Private House after a brief chat on the road.
Pei Donghan had typical Southern Chinese traits, and aside from business entertaining, his meals were extremely light and health-conscious.
Considering that his two children were growing, he chose this Chinese restaurant for its moderate distance and nutritious, nourishing food.
A few minutes earlier, Pei Yan had arrived before Jiang Shuyao, and when he lifted the curtain to enter, Old Pei was sitting by the window sipping a cup of white tea.