Cao Zhuzhu: "..."
Her face was so hot that she could barely breathe.
However, she also could not believe that Pei Song was serious about her.
It's just a meal.
If she refused, it might seem like she took things too seriously.
Cao Zhuzhu glanced at the passenger door that he had opened and got into the car.
…
Three years after Pei Song's divorce, other than eating out with Xingxing, he had never been to any other place that was suitable for a date.
In the car, he called Pei Huai, who was still overseas.
He asked him for the number of the restaurant where he always went with Su Ji.
"Who are you going with?" Pei Huai asked instead of answering.
It sounded casual, but Pei Song knew that he was curious.
"Tell me the phone number." The corner of Pei Song's mouth twitched slightly.
" I'll send it to you." Then, Pei Huai pulled away from the phone, "try this. You should like it."
