as soon as he finished speaking, a waiter came over to serve him.
song qincheng didn't say anything else. when yu tingchuan was ordering, she rested her chin on her hand and looked around. the factory's refurbished attic had a simple style of decoration. compared to eating in those high-end restaurants, eating here was obviously more comfortable.
even the bar counter was filled with customers who had come to eat.
the waiter left with the menu, and song qincheng slowly retracted her gaze. she asked yu tingchuan, " "it's only around 6:30 right now, why are there so many people?"
she had noticed that the business hours here were from six to twelve in the evening.
"it's probably the dishes here that are popular." yu tingchuan took a sip of the lemon water, then put it back. he crossed his long legs and sat down. seeing her curiosity, he smiled."this Italy restaurant's noodles and desserts are pretty good."
