Lu Qingyan merely smiled without saying a word, the softness in his eyes unchanged.
Jiang Nanshu was visiting such a luxurious Chinese restaurant for the first time. Walking through the Chinese-style gate, the path led along a cobblestone walkway lined with clusters of vibrant flowers and guided by servers dressed in traditional Chinese attire. Passing through a crescent-shaped archway, they arrived at the serene private dining room.
A meal at Zhuyun Pavilion was hard to come by, but Lu Qingyan was a valued guest there, never needing a reservation, always with a place reserved for him.
Jiang Nanshu moved ahead, while Lu Qingyan and Yang Jiashu lagged behind.
Yang Jiashu tutted in amazement, "You've really changed a lot. How did you end up with her in just a month? Don't play with her feelings, Yun Chuan cares a lot about Nanshu."
