After dinner, Fang Zhuoyue insisted on paying the bill.
The man who had just successfully confessed and escaped singlehood was in a magical state where everything in the world seemed beautiful, and he was inclined to believe whatever anyone said. Even if Jiang Feng gave Fang Zhuoyue a ring now and told him to propose to Huang Chenxuan with it, and she would definitely say yes, Fang Zhuoyue would believe it.
Wait, there actually was such a ring.
"Jiang Feng, could I ask if this restaurant accepts reservations?" Having paid for the meal, Fang Zhuoyue was ready to leave.
"Of course, reservations require a membership card, but I can make one for you," Jiang Feng said.
"Would you mind helping me reserve this spot for next Saturday?" Fang Zhuoyue said, "Chenxuan is coming to Beiping to see a doctor next week."
