Lu Nanze drove ahead as Shen Liangchuan tailed with Qiao Lian in his car.
After about half an hour of driving, the two cars arrived, one after another, at an ordinary private restaurant.
They got out of the car. Qiao Lian's expression turned gloomy immediately as she recognized the place.
This was the dining venue that they used to frequent eight years ago.
Next to it was their high school.
Because it was troublesome to go home from school for lunch, and because they had never quite liked the food in school, their small group of families got together to open this private dinning hall. It catered especially to their small group for lunch.
At that time, they could come up with their own weekly menu.
Eventually, because the hired chefs were all renowned, they decided to establish a simple restaurant. Over time, the restaurant had become quite well-known.
But their private room had not changed a bit.
