Shrugging her shoulders, Jiang Yingyue decided not to overthink like she had been told to, and then followed him out of the house and into the sports car.
The poorer area where Jiang Yingyue lived was located towards the western part of the city, while the university was located in its center. The restaurant that they were going to was also located within the city center, it was an upscale restaurant that specialized in Chinese cuisine, and their chef prides himself with having studied under the most renowned chefs in all of China.
Han Qingshan had been unsure about where to order their meal, as he did not know how Jiang Yingyue would feel about international cuisine, so he had gone for the safe option, Chinese cuisine.
When they arrived, Han Qingshan handed the keys over to the parking attendant who accepted them with reverence and carefully parked the car in the parking lot.
