Old Master Huo came this time not only to thank Ming Yao, but also to invite her to have a meal together.
"I think there's no better day than today, let's go today!"
Ming Yao didn't demur and nodded, "Old Mr. Huo, please wait a moment while I go change my clothes."
After Ming Yao went upstairs, Old Master Nangong and Nangong Xuan also wanted to join the meal, but Old Master Huo ruthlessly rejected them.
Old Master Huo took Ming Yao to a rather famous private restaurant in the capital city.
A small three-story western-style house, and a beautiful and elegant garden.
The path leading to the private restaurant was filled with seasonal flowers, and the fences and walls were covered with green plants.
Having such a place in the bustling city seemed quiet and elegant, fresh and natural.
This private restaurant only served members of the upper society, receiving six tables of guests every day.
