He Niancheng had brought her to a posh Western restaurant.
It was Gu Qingjiu's first time coming to such a place.
Despite being situated in the bustling city center, the restaurant interior had an elegant and tranquil environment.
A chef with at least a 2.5-star rating individually served every customer.
The highest star rating in the culinary world internationally was merely only three stars.
The chefs would prepare food on the spot for the customers.
Since it was her first time there, Gu Qingjiu was amazed by how impressive and expensive-looking this place was.
She and He Niancheng sat beside the long table, and there was elegant and pleasant Jazz music playing in the background. On another side, there was a chef pan-searing a steak.
The fragrance wafting through the air tantalized Gu Qingjiu.
Gu Qingjiu, who was hungry, felt her stomach rumbling even more.
She kept glancing towards the chef with a watering mouth.
