The rain was lighter at noon, but it didn't stop.
Song Yang originally said he would drive her to Ziyuan for a meal, but Su Nian knew Ziyuan was expensive and couldn't bear to let him waste money on her. So, she said, "It's raining outside; let's not go. Eating at the restaurant is just as good. I actually quite like their food."
"If you like it, there will be plenty of opportunities to eat there in the future. If Ziyuan is too far, then we can go somewhere nearby. The place up there also has a good taste."
The restaurant was not far from the company, so they didn't drive. Su Nian hadn't planned on leaving the office and didn't bring an umbrella, so Song Yang went to his car to get one.
Sharing an umbrella with a strange man was a first for Su Nian, and it brought no thrill, only awkwardness.